19. The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill

Lennon & McCartney / Beatles: White Album (1968)

	C	G	C	Fm	C	Fm	G
	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	A	E7	A	Dm	A	Dm	E7
	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	Am	C	Fm	G
He	went out tiger	hunting with his	elephant and gun.

	Am	C	Fm	G
	In case of	accidents he	always took his mom.

	Em	G	Am	Fm	-
He's the	all american	bullet headed	saxon mother's	son!

	-	-	C	G	C	Fm	C	Fm	G
	All the children sing	:	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	A	E7	A	Dm	A	Dm	E7
	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	Am	C	Fm	G
	Deep in the	jungle where the	mighty tiger lies

	Am	C	Fm	G
	Bill and his	elephant were	taken by surprise.

	Em	G	Am	Fm	-
	So Captain	Marvel zapped him	right between the	eyes!

	-	-	C	G	C	Fm	C	Fm	G
	All the children sing	:	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	A	E7	A	Dm	A	Dm	E7
	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	Am	C	Fm	G
	The children	asked him if to	kill was not a sin?

	Am	C	Fm	G
	"Not when he	looked so fierce" his	mommy butted in!

	Em	G	Am	Fm	-
	If looks could	kill it would have been	us instead of	him!

	-	-	\|:		C	G	C	Fm	C	Fm	G
	All the children sing	:			Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

	A	E7	A	Dm	A	Dm	E7	:\|
	Hey	Bungalow	Bill,	what did you	kill,	Bungalow	Bill?

C

G

C

Fm

C

Fm

G

A

E7

A

Dm

A

Dm

E7

(wh

istle

)

-

20. Can't Buy me Love

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: A Hard Day's Night (1964)

	C	Em	Am	Em	Am	Dm7	G7
	Can't buy me	lo-o-	ove -	lo-o-	ove - Can't buy me lo-	ove

	C
I'll	buy you a diamond ring, my friend, if it makes you feel allright.

	F7	C
I'll	get you anything, my friend, if it	makes you feel allright.

	G7	F7	G7	F7	C
For	I don't care too	much for money - for	money can't	buy me	love!

	C
I'll	give you all I've got to give if you say you love me too.

	F7	C
I	may not have a lot to give but what I've	got I'll give to you.

	G7	F7	G7	F7	C
For	I don't care too	much for money, for	money can't	buy me	love!

	C	Em	Am	F7	C
	Can't by me	lo-o-	ove -	Ev'ry body tells me so

	Em	Am	Dm7	G7
Can't by me	lo-o-	ove -	No, no, no,	no.

	C
	Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied.

	F7	C
Tell	me that you want those kind of things that	money just can't buy!

	G7	F7	G7	F7	C
For	I don't care too	much for money - for	money can't	buy me	love!

	C	Em	Am	Em	Am	Dm7	G7	C
	Can't buy me	lo-o-	ove -	lo-o-	ove - Can't buy me lo-	ove -	love!

21. Day Tripper

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles (1966)

	E7	A7	E7

	E7
	Got a good reason, for taking the easy way out.

	A7	E7
	Got a good reason,	for taking the easy way out, now.

	F#
She was a	day tripper, one way ticket, yeah!

	A7	G#7	C#	B
It took me	so	long to find	out, and I found	out!

	E7
	She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there.

	A7	E7
	She's a big teaser,	she took me half the way there, now.

	F#
She was a	day tripper, one way ticket, yeah!

	A7	G#7	C#	B
It took me	so	long to find	out, and I found	out!

Solo

	E7
	Tried to please her, but she only played one night stands.

	A7	E7
	Tried to please her, but	she only played one night stands, now!

	F#
She was a	day tripper, one way ticket, yeah!

	A7	G#7	C#	B
It took me	so	long to find	out, and I found	out!

Day Tripper, yeah! Day Tripper, Yeah! Day Tripper...

22. Eight Days A Week

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Beatles for Sale (1965)

Intro

	D/ - /	D4/	D/ -	E/D / - /	E4/D /	E/D / -	G/D / - /	G4/D /	G/D / -	D /

	D	Em	G	D
	Ooh, I need your	love, babe,	guess you know it's	true.

	Em	G	D
Hope you need my	love, babe,	just like I need	you.

	Bm	Em	Bm	E
	Hold me,	love me,	hold me,	love me;

	D	Em	G	D
	Ain't got nothing but	love, babe,	eight days a	week.

	A	C	A	C	C7
	Eight days a week, I	lo-o-ove you -	Eight days a week, is	not enough to	show I care!

	D	Em	G	D
	Love you every	day, girl,	always on my	mind.

	Em	G	D
One thing I can	say, girl,	love you all the	time.

	Bm	Em	Bm	E
	Hold me,	love me,	hold me,	love me;

	D	Em	G	D
	Ain't got nothing but	love, babe,	eight days a	week.

	A	C	A	C	C7
	Eight days a week, I	lo-o-ove you -	Eight days a week, is	not enough to	show I care!

	D	Em	G	D
	Ooh, I need your	love, babe,	guess you know it's	true.

	Em	G	D
Hope you need my	love, babe,	just like I need	you.

	Bm	Em	Bm	E
	Hold me,	love me,	hold me,	love me;

	D	Em	G	D
	Ain't got nothing but	love, babe,	eight days a	week!

G

D

G

D

D/ - /

D4/

D/ -

E/D / - /

E4/D /

E/D / -

G/D / - /

G4/D /

G/D / -

D /

Eight days a

week!

-

Eight days a

week!

Em7

Em6

Emaug5

Em

C

C2

23. Eleanor Rigby

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

	C	Em	Em7		Em6		Emaug5		Em
	Ah, look at all the lonely	people!

	C	Em	Em7		Em6		Emaug5		Em
	Ah, look at all the lonely	people!

	Em	Em7	Em6	Emaug5	C	C2		C	Em
	Eleanor Rigby, Picks up the	rice in a	church where a	wedding has	been.			Lives in a	dream.

	Em	Em7	Em6	Emaug5	C	C2		C	Em
	Waits at the window, Wearing the	face that she	keeps in a	jar by the	door.			Who is is	for?

	Em7	Em6	C	Em
	All the lonely	people, Where	do they all come	from?

	Em7	Em6	C	Em
	All the lonely	people, Where	do they all be	long?

	C	Em	Em7		Em6		Emaug5		Em
	Ah, look at all the lonely	people! -

	C	Em	Em7		Em6		Emaug5		Em
	Ah, look at all the lonely	people!

Father McKenzie, Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear, No one comes near.

Look at him working, Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there, What does he care?

All the lonely people, Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people! - Ah, look at all the lonely people!

Eleanor Rigby, Died in the church and was buried along with her name, Nobody came.

Father McKenzie, Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave, No one was saved.

All the lonely people, Where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people! - Ah, look at all the lonely people!

Capo III

G11

C/G

24. For no One

Lennon & McCartney / The Beatles: Revolver (1966)

	C	Em	Am	C/G
Your	day breaks, your	mind aches,	You find that	all her words

	Fmaj7	Bb	C
Of	kindness linger	on - When she no	longer needs you.

	C	Em	Am	C/G
She	wakes up, she	makes up,	She takes her	time

	Fmaj7	Bb	C
and doesn't	feel she has to	hurry - She no	longer needs you.

	Dm	A7
And in her	eyes you see	nothing -

	Dm	A7	Dm	A7
	No sign of	love behind the	tears - Cried for	no one.

	Dm	A7	Dm	G11	G7
	A love that	should have lasted	years.

	C	Em	Am	C/G
You	want her, you	need her,	And yet you	don't believe her

	Fmaj7	Bb	C
	When she said her	love is dead - You	think she needs you...

	Dm	A7
And in her	eyes you see	nothing -

	Dm	A7	Dm	A7
	No sign of	love behind the	tears - Cried for	no one.

	Dm	A7	Dm	G11	G7
	A love that	should have lasted	years.

	C	Em	Am	C/G
You	stay home, she	goes out,	She says that	long ago

	Fmaj7	Bb	C
She	knew someone but	now he's gone - She	doesn't need him.

	C	Em	Am	C/G
Your	day breaks, your	mind aches,	There will be	time

	Fmaj7	Bb	C
When all the	things she said will	fill your head - you	won't forget her.

	Dm	A7
And in her	eyes you see	nothing -

	Dm	A7	Dm	A7
	No sign of	love behind the	tears - Cried for	no one.

	Dm	A7	Dm	G11	G7
	A love that	should have lasted	years.

25. Get Back

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Let it Be (1970)

	Intro:		A	A	G	D
		\| :	/ / / / \|	/ /	/	/ : \|

	A	D	A	G	D
	Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner,	But he knew it couldn't	last.

	A	D	A	G	D
	Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona	For some California	grass.

	A	D	A	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once be	longed

	A	D	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once belonged

	A
	- Get back Jo!

	Solo:		A	A	D	A	G	D
	(Piano)	\| :	/ / / \|	/ / / \|	/ / / \|	/ /	/	/ : \|

	A	D	A	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once be	longed

	A	D	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once belonged

	A
	- Get back Jo!

	A	D	A	G	D
	Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was a woman,	But she was another	man.

	A	D	A	G	D
	All the girls around her said she's got it comin',	But she gets it while she	can.

	A	D	A	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once be	longed

	A	D	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once belonged

	A
	- Get back Jo!

	Solo:		A	A	D	A	G	D
	(Guitar)	\| :	/ / / \|	/ / / \|	/ / / \|	/ /	/	/ : \|

	A	D	A	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once be	longed

	A	D	G	D
	Get back, get back! Get	back to where you once belonged

	A
	- Get back Jo!

26. Girl

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles (1965)

	Em	B7	Em	Em7
Is there	anybody	going to listen	to my	story

	Am	C	G		B7
	all about the	girl who came to	stay?

	Em	B7	Em	Em7
She's the	kind of girl you	want so much it	makes you	sorry

	Am	C	G		B7
	Still, you don't re	gret a single	day.

G

Bm

Am

D7

G

Bm

Am

D7

Ah

gi-i

rl,

gi-i

rl.

When I think of all the times I've tried so hard to leave her,

She will turn to me and start to cry.

And she promises the earth to me and I believe her,

after all this time I don't know why.

Ah, girl, girl.

bridge

	Am	E	Am		E		Am
	She's the kind of girl who puts you	down when friends are there, you feel a	fool.

	Am	E	Am	C
	When you say she's looking good she	acts as if it's understood.	She's coo-oo-	ool!

G

Bm

Am

D7

G

Bm

Am

D7

gi-i

rl,

gi-i

rl.

Was she told when she was young that pain would lead to pleasure?

Did she understand it when they said:

that a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure,

Will she still believe it when he's dead?

Ah girl, girl, girl!

Capo II

	#begin

||:

27. Help!

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: HELP! (1965)

	Am	F
	Help! I need somebody	Help! Not just anybody

	D	G
	Help! You know I need someone,	Help!

	G	Em
	When I was younger, so much	younger than today,

	C	Am	C	F	G
I	never needed	anybody's	help in	any	way.

	G	Em
	But now those days are gone I'm	not so self-assured,

	C	Am	C	F	G
	Now I find I've	changed my mind, I've	opened	up the	door.

	Am	Am/G	F	F/E
	Help me if you can I'm feeling down,	and I	do appreciate you being '	round.

	D	G	Em	G
	Help me get my feet back on the ground, won't you	please	please help	me.

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,

My independence seemed to vanish in the haze.

But every now and then I feel so insecure,

I know that I just need you like I've never done before.

Help me if you can I'm feeling down, and I do appreciate you being 'round.

Help me get my feet back on the ground, won't you please please help me.

When I was younger, so much younger than today,

I never needed anybody's help in any way.

But now those days are gone I'm not so self-assured,

Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the door.

Help me if you can I'm feeling down, and I do appreciate you being 'round.

Help me get my feet back on the ground, won't you please please help me.

Help me, help me, oooh.

28. Here Comes the Sun

George Harrison / the Beatles: Abbey Road (1969)

	G	Cmaj7
	Here comes the sun, do do do do.

	A7	G	C	G	C	G	D7	G	G7
Here comes the	sun, and I say; it's	all right

	G	C6	D7
	Little darling,, it's been a	long, cold, lonely	winter.

	G	C6	D7
	Little darling, it feels like	years since it's been	here.

Here comes the sun, do do do do.

Here comes the sun, and I say, it's all right.

Little darling, the smiles returning to their faces.

Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here.

Here comes the sun, do do do do.

Here comes the sun, and I say, it's all right.

Bridge

	Bb	F	C	G	D7
	Su-	un,	sun,	sun, here it	comes!

Su-un, sun, sun, here it comes!

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting.

Little darling, it feels like years since it's been clear.

Here comes the sun, do do do do.

Here comes the sun, and I say, it's all right.

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...

29. Here There and Everywhere

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

	G	Bm	Bb		Am11	D7
	To lead a	better life,		I need my love to be	here.

	G	Am7	Bm	C	G	Am7
	Here,		making each	day of the	year;

	Bm	C	F#m7	B7
	Changing my	life with a	wave of her	hand,

	F#m7	B7	Em	Am	Am7	D7
	Nobody	can de	ny that there's	something	there.

	G	Am7	Bm	C	G	Am7
	There,		running my	hands through her	hair;

	Bm	C	F#m7	B7
	Both of us	thinking how	good it can	be,

	F#m7	B7	Em	Am	Am7	D7
	Someone is	speaking, but	she doesn't	know he's	there.

	Bb	Gm
I want her	everywhere

	Cm	D7	Gm
And if	she's beside me	I know I need	never care.

	Cm	D7	G	Am7
	But to love her	is to need her	every	where.

	Bm	C	G	Am7
	Knowing that	love is to	share,

	Bm	C	F#m7	B7
	Each one be	lieving that	love never	dies,

	F#m7	B7	Em	Am	Am7	D7
	Watching her	eyes, and	hoping I'm	always	there!

	Bb	Gm
I want her	everywhere

	Cm	D7	Gm
And if	she's beside me	I know I need	never care.

	Cm	D7	G	Am7
	But to love her	is to need her	every	where.

	Bm	C	G	Am7
	Knowing that	love is to	share,

	Bm	C	F#m7	B7
	Each one be	lieving that	love never	dies,

	F#m7	B7	Em	Am	D7sus4	D7
	Watching her	eyes, and	hoping I'm	always	there,

	G	Am		Bm	C
will be	there,		and	every	where.

	G	Am7	Bm	C	G
	Here,	there, and	every	where.

30. Hey Jude

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles (1967)

	G	D	D7	D7sus4	D7	G
Hey	Jude, don't make it	bad, take a	sad	song and	make it	better!

	C	G	D7	G
Re	member to let her into your	heart, Then you can	start to make it	better.

	G	D	D7	D7sus4	D7	G
Hey	Jude, don't be a	fraid, you were	made to	go	out and	get her!

	C	G	D7	G
The	minute you let her under your	skin, Then you be	gin to make it	better!

	G7	C	C/B	Am	D7	G
	And anytime you feel the	pain, Hey	Jude, re	frain, Don't carry the	world upon your	shoulders!

	G7	C	C/B	Am	D7	G
	For well now you know that it's a	fool who	plays it	cool By making his	world a little	colder.

	G	G7	D7
	Na-na-na	na-na	na-na-na

	G	D	D7	D7sus4	D7	G
Hey	Jude, don't let me	down, You have	found	her, now	go and	get her!

	C	G	D7	G
Re	member to let her into your	heart, Then you can	start, to make it	better!

	G7	C	C/B	Am	D7	G
So	let it out and let it	in, Hey	Jude, be	gin; You're waiting for	someone to per	form with!

	G7	C	C/B	Am	D7	G
	And don't you know that it's just	you, Hey	Jude, You'll	do, The movement you	need is on your	shoulders.

	G	G7	D7
	Na-na-na	na-na	na-na-na, yeah!

	G	D	D7	D7sus4	D7	G
Hey	Jude, don't make it	bad, take a	sad	song and	make it	better!

	C	G	D7	G
Re	member to let her into your	heart, Then you can	start to make it	better, better, better, better! Oooh!

	G	F	C	G	F
	Na-na-na	Nana-na-na,	Nana-na-na, Hey	Jude! Na-na-na	Nana-na-na, ...

31. I Am The Walrus

Lennon, McCartney/the Beatles: Magical Mystery Tour (1967)

(intro)

B

A

D

G

F

Bb

E

E7

D

D7

|

/ / / / | / /

/

/ |

/ /

/

/ |

/ / / / |

	A	A/G	C	D	E	A	A/G
	I am he as	you are he as	you are me and	we are	all to	gether

	C	D	A
	See how they run like pigs from a gun see	how they fly; I'm	crying!

	A	A/G	D/F#	Fmaj7	G	A	A/G
	Sitting on a cornflake			waiting for the	van to	come.

	F	B
	Corporation tee shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday,	Man you've been a naughty boy you let your face grow long!

	C	D	E
I am the	egg-man, they are the	egg-men, I am the	Walrus - Goo goo g'joob!

	A	A/G	C	D	E	A	A/G
	Mister city	p'liceman sitting	pretty little	p'lice men in a	row;

	C	D	A
	See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky see	how they run: I'm	crying!

	Dsus4	A	E	D	D7
I'm cry-	ing I'm	crying - I'm	cry-	ing!

	A	A/G	D/F#	Fmaj7	G	A	A/G
	Yellow matter custard			dripping from a	dead dog's	eye.

	F	B
	Crab a locker fishwife, pornographic priestess,	Boy you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down!

C

D

E

B

A

D

G

F

Bb

E

E7

D

D7

I am the

egg-man, they are the

egg-men, I am the

Walrus - Goo goo g'joob!

	B	A	G	F	E
	Sitting in an	English	garden waiting	for the	sun.

	F	B7
	If the sun don't	come you get a tan from standing in the English rain

	C	D	E
I am the	egg-man, they are the	egg-men, I am the	Walrus - Goo goo g'joob!

	A	A/G	C	D	E	A	A/G
	Expert, texpert,	choking smokers,	don't you think the	joker laughs at	you?

	C	D	A
	See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see	how they snied: I'm	crying!

	A	A/G	D/F#	Fmaj7	G	A	A/G
	Semolina Pilchard			climbing up the	Eiffel	Tower.

	F	B
	Element'ry penguin singing Hare Krishna.	Man you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe!

	C	D	E
I am the	egg-man, they are the	egg-men, I am the	Walrus - Goo goo g'joob!

Goo goo g'joob! Goo goo goo...

32. I'm Only Sleeping

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

	Em	Am	G	C	G	B7
	When I wake up early in the	morning;	Lift my	head	I'm still	yawning.

	Em	Am	G	C	G	C	Am
	When I'm in the middle of a	dream;	Stay in	bed	Float up	stream.

	G	Am	Bm	Am
	Please don't wake me;	No, don't shake me;	Leave me where I	am,

	Am	Cmaj7	(Bass-Riff)
	I'm only	sleeping...

	Em	Am	G	C	G	B7
	Everybody seems to think I'm	lazy;	I don't	mind, I	think they're	crazy.

	Em	Am	G	C	G	C	Am
	Running everywhere at such a	speed; '	Til they	find,	There's no	need.

	G	Am	Bm	Am
	Please don't spoil my	day, I'm miles	away, And after	all,

	Bm	Cmaj7
	I'm only	sleeping...

Bridge

	Dm7	E	Am	Am/G	F
	Keeping an eye on the	world going by my	window,		taking my time

	E7	Am	G	C	G	B7
	Lying there and staring at the	ceiling;	Waiting	for - a	sleepy	feeling

Solo

	Em	Am	G	C	G	C

	G	Am	Bm	Am
	Please don't spoil my	day; I'm miles	away, And after	all:

	C
I'm only	sleeping...

	E7	Am	G	C	G	B7
	When I wake up early in the	morning;	Lift my	head	I'm still	yawning.

	Em	Am	G	C	G	C	Am
	When I'm in the middle of a	dream;	Stay in	bed	Float up	stream.

	G	Am	Bm	Am
	Please don't wake me;	No, don't shake me;	Leave me where I	am,

	Am	Cmaj7
	I'm only	sleeping...

33. I'm so Tired

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: White Album (1968)

	A	G#7	D	E7	A	F#m7	D	E7
I'm	so	tired, I	haven't slept a	wink, I'm	so	tired, my	mind is on the	blink.

	A	E+	F#m	Dm
I	wonder should I	get up and	fix myself a	drink, no, no, no!

	A	G#7	D	E7	A	F#m7	D	E7
I'm	so	tired, I	don't know what to	do, I'm	so	tired, my	mind is set on	you.

	A	E+	F#m	Dm
I	wonder should I	call you but I	know what you would	do...

	A
	You say, I'm putting you on but it's no joke, it's doing me harm, you know I

	E7
	can't sleep, I can't stop my brain, you know it's three weeks, I'm going insane,

	D	A
you know I'd	give you everything I've got for a little peace of	mind.

	A	G#7	D	E7	A	F#m7	D	E7
I'm	so	tired, I'm	feeling so up	set. Al	though I'm so	tired, I'll	have another ciga	rette

	A	E+	F#m	Dm
and	curse Sir Walter	Raleigh, he was	such a stupid	get.

	A
	You say, I'm putting you on but it's no joke, it's doing me harm, you know I

	E7
	can't sleep, I can't stop my brain, you know it's three weeks, I'm going insane,

	D	A
you know I'd	give you everything I've got for a little peace of	mind.

	D	A
	Give you everything I've got for a little peace of	mind.

34. In My Life

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Rubber Soul (1965)

	E	B	E	B
	/ /	/	/ /	/

	E	E6	E7	A6	Am	E
There are	places I'll re	member	- all my	li- -	ife though	some have changed,

	E	E6	E7	A6	Am	E
Some for	ever not for b	etter;	some have	go- -	one and	some remain.

	E6	A6	D	E
All these	places had their	moments, with	lovers and friends I	still can recall,

	E6	A6	Am	E	B
Some are	dead and some are	living, in	my life I've l	oved them all.

	E	E6	E7	A6	Am	E
But of	all these friends and	lovers,	there is	no	one com	pares with you,

	E	E6	E7	A6	Am	E
And these	memories lose their	meaning,	when I	think of	love as	something new.

	E6	A6	D	E
Though I	know I'll never lose af	fection for	people and things that	went before,

	E6	A6	Am	E	B
I	know I'll often stop and think a	bout them, in	my life I'll	love you more.

(Piano/Harpsichord solo)

	E	E6	E7	A6	Am	E

	E6	A6	D	E
Though I	know I'll never lose af	fection for	people and things that	went before,

	E6	A6	Am	E	B
I	know I'll often stop and think a	bout them, in	my life I'll	love you more.

	Am	E	B	B7	E
In	my life I'll love you	more.

Am6

35. Lady Madonna

Lennon/ McCartney

	E	A	E	A
	Lady Ma	donna,	children at your	feet

	E	A	E	C	D	E
	Wonder how you	manage	to make		ends	meet

	A	E	A
Who finds the	money	when you pay the	rent

	E	A	E	C	D	E
	Did you think that	money	was	hea	ven	sent?

	Am	D
	Friday night arrives without a	suitcase

	G	Em
	Sunday morning creeping like a	nun

	Am	D7
	Monday's child has learned to tie his	bootlace

	G	Am6	B7
	See	how they'll	run

	E	A	E	A
	Lady Ma	donna,	baby at your	breast

	E	A	E	A
	Wonder how you	manage to	feed the	rest

	E	A	E	A
	Lady Ma	donna,	lying in your	bed

	E	A	E	C	D	E
	Listen to the	music	playing	in	your	head

	Am	D
	Tuesday afternoon is never	ending

	G	Em
	Wednesday morning papers didn't	come

	Am	D
	Thursday night your stockings needed	mending

	G	Am6	B7
	See	how they'll	run

	E	A	E	A
	Lady Ma	donna,	children at your	feet

	E	A	E	A
	Wonder how you	manage to	make ends	meet

36. Let it be

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Let it Be (1970)

	C	G
When I	find myself in	time of trouble

	Am	F
	Mother Mary	comes to me

	C	G	F	F/E		F/D		C
	Speaking words of	wisdom let it	be	.

	C	G
And	in my hours of	darkness,

	Am	F
she is	standing right in	front of me

	C	G	F	F/E		F/D		C
	Speaking words of	wisdom let it	be	.

	Am	G	F	C
Let it	be, let it	be, let it	be, let it	be!

	G	F	F/E		F/D		C
Whisper words of	wisdom: let it	be.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree

There will be an answer, let it be

but though they may be parted

There is still a chance that they will see

There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be!

Whisper words of wisdom: let it be.

And when the night is cloudy

there is still a light that shines on me

Shines on still tomorrow, let it be

I wake up to the sound of music

Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom: let it be.

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be!

Speaking words of wisdom: let it be.

37. Maxwell's Silver Hammer

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Abbey Road (1969)

	D	B7	Em
	Joan was quizzical,	studied pataphysical	science in the home,

	A7	D	A
	late night all alone with a test tube,	oh, oh, oh,	oh.

	D	B7	Em
	Maxwell Edison,	majoring in medicine,	calls her on the phone.

	A7	D	A
	Can I take you out to the pictures,	Jo-o-o-o	an?

	E7	A7
But,	as she's getting ready to go, a	knock comes from the door:

	D	E7
	Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer came	down upon her head.

	A7	Em	A7	D
	Clang! Clang! Maxwell's silver hammer made	sure that	she was	dead.

	D	B7	Em
	Back in school again,	Maxwell plays the fool again,	teacher gets annoyed.

	A7	D	A
	Wishing to avoid an unpleasant	sce-e-e-	ene.

	D	B7	Em
	She tells Max to stay	when the class has gone away,	so he waits behind.

	A7	D	A
	Writing fifty times "I must not be	so-o-o-	o.

	E7	A7
But,	when she turns her back on the boy, he	creeps up from behind:

	D	E7
	Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer came	down upon her head.

	A7	Em	A7	D
	Clang! Clang! Maxwell's silver hammer made	sure that	she was	dead.

	D	B7	Em
	P.C. thirtyone	said "We've caught a dirty one.",	Maxwell stands alone.

	A7	D	A
	Painting testimonial pictures,	oh - oh, oh -	oh.

	D	B7	Em
	Rose and Valerie,	screaming from the gallery,	say he must go free.

	A7	D	A
The	judge does not agree And he tells them	so-o-o-	o.

	E7	A7
But,	as the words are leaving his lips, a	noise came from behind:

	D	E7
	Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer came	down upon his head.

	A7	Em	A7	D
	Clang! Clang! Maxwell's silver hammer made	sure that	he was	dead.

38. Michelle

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Rubber Soul (1966)

	Em		Em7+		Em7		Em6		Am7		B7

	E	Am7	D6	C	B7	C7	B7
	Michelle,	ma belle,	these are words that	go together	well,	my Mi	chelle!

	E	Am7	D6	C	B7	C7	B7
	Michelle,	ma belle,	sont les mots qui '	vont tres bien en	semble,	tres bien en	semble!

	Em	G7	C
I	love you, I love you, I love you,	that's all I want to	say,

	B7	Em	B7	Em	Am7	Em	Em7+	Em7	Em6	Am7	B7
	until I	find	a	way -	I will	say the	only	words I	know that	you'll under	stand:

	E	Am7	D6	C	B7	C7	B7
	Michelle,	ma belle,	these are words that	go together	well,	my Mi	chelle!

	E	Am7	D6	C	B7	C7	B7
	Michelle,	ma belle,	sont les mots qui '	vont tres bien en	semble,	tres bien en	semble!

	Em	G7	C
I	need to, I need to, I need to,	I need to make you	see,

B7

Em

B7

Em

Am7

Em

Em7+

Em7

Em6

Am7

B7

oh, what you

mean

to

me -

un- -

til I

do I'm

hoping

you will

know what I

mean:

	E
		I love you...

guitar

E

Am7

D

C

B7

C7

B7

	Em	G7	C
I	want you, I want you, I want you,	I think you know by	now,

B7

Em

B7

Em

Am7

Em

Em7+

Em7

Em6

Am7

B7

I'll get to

you

some--

how -

un- -

til I

do I'm

telling

you so

you'll under

stand:

	E	Am7	D6	C	B7	C7	B7
	Michelle,	ma belle,	sont les mots qui '	vont tres bien en	semble,	tres bien en	semble!

	Em	Em7+	Em7	Em6	Am7	B7	E
And I will	say the	only	words I	know that	you'll under	stand, my Miche	lle...

guitar

|:

E

Am7

D

C

B7

C7

B7

:|

39. Norwegian Wood

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles (1965)

	E	A	E	A	E	A	E	A	E
	I	once had a	girl	or should I	say	she once had	me?

	E	A	E	A	E	A	G	A	E
	She	showed me her	room	isn't it	good	Norwegian	wood?

	Em	A
She	asked me to stay and she told me to sit any	where.

	Em	F#m	B7
So	I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a	chair.

	E	A	E	A	E	A	E
	I	sat on a	rug	biding my	time	drinking her	wine

	E	A	E	A	E	A	E
	We	talked until	two	and then she	said	it's time for	bed

	\|:	E	A	E	A	E	A	E	:\|

	Em	A
She	told me she worked in the morning and started to	laugh

	Em	F#m	B7
I	told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the	bath

	E	A	E	A	E	A	E
	And	when I	awoke	I was	alone	this bird had	flown

	E	A	E	A	E	A	E
	So	I lit a	fire	isn't it	good	Norwegian	wood

40. Nowhere Man

John Lennon/Paul McCartney

	C	G	F	C
	He's a real	nowhere man,	Sitting in his	nowhere land,

	F	Fm	C
	Making all his	nowhere plans for	nobody.

	C	G	F	G
	Doesn't have a	point of view,	Knows not where he's	going to,

	F	Fm	C
	Isn't he a	bit like you and	me?

	Em	F	Em	F
Nowhere	man, please	listen, You don't	know what you're	missing,

	Em	F	G
Nowhere	man, the	world is at your command.

guitar

C

G

F

C

F

Fm

C

	C	G	F	C
	He's as blind as	he can be,	Just sees what he	wants to see,

	F	Fm	C
	Nowhere man can	you see me at	all?

	Em	F	Em	F
Nowhere	man, don't	worry, Take your	time, don't	hurry,

	Em	F	G
Leave it	all 'till	somebody else lends you a hand.

	C	G	F	C
	Doesn't have a	point of view,	Knows not where he's	going to,

	F	Fm	C
	Isn't he a	bit like you and	me?

	Em	F	Em	F
Nowhere	man, please	listen, You don't	know what you're	missing,

	Em	F	G
Nowhere	man, the	world is at your command.

	C	G	F	C
	He's a real	nowhere man,	Sitting in his	nowhere land,

	F	Fm	C
	Making all his	nowhere plans for	nobody,

	F	Fm	C
	Making all his	nowhere plans for	nobody,

	F	Fm	C
	Making all his	nowhere plans for	nobody.

Capo IV

41. Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da

Lennon & Paul McCartney / the Beatles: White Album (1968)

	D		A		G		D7	G
						Desmond has a barrow in the	market place, Molly is the singer in a	band.

	C	G	D7	G
Desmond says to Molly, girl I	like your face and Molly	says this as she	takes him by the	hand:

	\|:		G	Bm	Em	G	D7	G	:\|
		Ob-la-	di, ob-la-da, life goes	on -	Bra -	Bra la how the	life goes	on.

	G	D7	G
	Desmond takes a trolley to the	jeweller's store, buys a twenty carat golden	ring.

	C	G	D7	G
Takes it back to Molly, waiting	at the door, and as he	gives it to her	she begins to	sing.

	\|:		G	Bm	Em	G	D7	G	:\|
		Ob-la-	di, ob-la-da, life goes	on -	Bra -	Bra la how the	life goes	on.

Bridge

	C	G
	In a couple of years they have built a home sweet	home -

	C	G	D7
	with a couple of kids running in the yard of	Desmond and Molly	Jones.

	G	D7	G
	Happy ever after in the	market place, Desmond lets the children lend a	hand.

	G7	C	G	D7	G
Molly stays at	home and does her	pretty face, and in the	evening she still	sings it with the	band.

	\|:		G	Bm	Em	G	D7	G	:\|
		Ob-la-	di, ob-la-da, life goes	on -	Bra -	Bra la how the	life goes	on.

Bridge

	C	G
	In a couple of years they have built a home sweet	home -

	C	G	D7
	with a couple of kids running in the yard of	Desmond and Molly	Jones.

	G	D7	G
	Happy ever after in the	market place, Molly lets the children lend a	hand.

	G7	C	G	D7	G
Desmond stays at	home and does his	pretty face, and in the	evening she's a	singer with the	band.

	\|:		G	Bm	Em	G	D7	G	:\|
		Ob-la-	di, ob-la-da, life goes	on -	Bra -	Bra la how the	life goes	on.

	C	D7	G
And if you	want some fun: Sing	Ob-La-Di-La-	Da!

Capo IV

42. Octopus's Garden

Richard Starkey / the Beatles: Abbey Road (1969)

	C	Am
	I'd like to be	under the sea

	F	C	G7
In an	Octopus's	Garden in the	shade.

	C	Am
	He'd let us in,	knows where we've been,

	F	C	G7
In his	Octopus's	Garden in the	shade.

	Am	G
	I'd ask my friends to come and see

	F	G7
	An Octopus's	Garden with me.

	C	Am
	I'd like to be	under the sea

	F	G7	C
In an	Octopus's	Garden in the	shade.

We would be warm below the storm

In our little hideaway beneath the waves.

Resting our head on the sea bed

In an Octopus's Garden near a cave.

We would sing and dance around

Because we know we can't be found.

I'd like to be under the sea

In an Octopus's Garden in the shade.

Solo

We would shout and swim about

The coral that lies beneath the waves.

Oh, what joy for every girl and boy

Knowing they're happy and they're safe.

We would be so happy, you and me.

No one there to tell us what to do.

I'd like to be under the sea

In an Octopus's Garden with you.

43. Paperback Writer

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

	n.c.
	Paperback writer!

	G
	Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?

It took me years to write, will you take a look

It's based on a novel by a man named Lear

	C	D		G
And I need a job so I want to be a paperback	writer	-	Paperback	writer

It's a dirty story of a dirty man

And his clinging wife doesn't understand

His son is working for the Daily Mail

	C	D		G
It's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback	writer	-	Paperback	writer!

It's a thousand pages, give or take a few

I'll be writing more in a week or two

I can make it longer if you like the style

	C	D		G
I can change it 'round and I want to be a paperback	writer	-	Paperback	writer!

If you really like it you can have the rights

It could make a milion for you overnight

If you must return it you can send it here

	C	D		G
But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer -	writer	-	Paperback	writer!

	C	G
	Paperback	writer!

44. Penny Lane

John Lennon/Paul McCartney

	A	Bm7	E7
In Penny	Lane there is a barber showing	photographs

	A	Am7
Of every	head he's had the pleasure to	know.

	Am6	Fmaj7	E7
And all the	people that come and	go - Stop and	say hello.

	A	Bm7	E7
On the	corner is a banker with a	motor car,

	A	Am7
The little	children laugh at him behind	his back.

	Am6	Fmaj7	E7	D
And the	banker never wears a	mack - In the	pouring rain -	very strange.

	G	C
Penny	Lane is in my ears and in my	eyes.

	G	C	E	E7
	There beneath the blue suburban	skies I sit and	meanwhile	back.

	A	Bm7	E7
In Penny	Lane there is a fireman with an	hourglass.

	A	Am7
And in his	pocket is a portrait of the	queen.

	Am6	Fmaj7	E7
He likes to	keep his fire engine	clean - It's a	clean machine.

trumpet

	G	C
Penny	Lane is in my ears and in my	eyes.

	G		C	E	E7
		Four of fish and finger	pies - in summer,	meanwhile	back.

	A	Bm7	E7
Behind the	shelter in the middle of a	roundabout

	A	Am7
A pretty	nurse is selling poppies from a	tray,

	Am6	Fmaj7	E7
And though she	feel as if she's in a	play - she is	anyway.

	A	Bm7	E7
In Penny	Lane the barber shaves another	customer.

	A	Am7
We see the	banker sitting waiting for a	trim.

	Am6	Fmaj7	E7
And the	fireman rushes in - From the	pouring rain -	very strange

	G	C
Penny	Lane is in my ears and in my	eyes.

	G	C	E	E7
	There beneath the blue suburban	skies I sit and	meanwhile	back.

	A	D
Penny	Lane is in my ears and in my	eyes.

	A	D	A
	There beneath the blue suburban	skies, Penny	Lane.

45. Something

George Harrison

Riff 1: F Bb G C Riff 2: F Bb G A e|-------------------|-0--0--0--0-| e|-------------------|-0--0--0--0-| b|-----1---------0---|-1--1--1--1-| b|-----1---------0---|-2--2--2--2-| G|---2-2-2---3---0---|-0--0--0--0-| G|---2-2-2---3---0---|-2--2--2--2-| D|---3---3---3-------|-2--2--2--2-| D|---3---3---3-------|-2--2--2--2-| A|-------------1-----|-3--3--3--3-| A|-------------1-----|-0--0--0--0-| E|-1---------------3-|-x--x--x--x-| E|-1---------------3-|-0--0--0--0-|

	C	Em
	Something in the way she	moves

	Bb	F
	Attracts me like no other	lover.

	D7	G
	Something in the way she	woos me:

	Am
	I don't want to leave her now

	Am/G
	You know I believe and how!

Riff 1

Somewhere in her smile she knows

That I don't need no other lover.

Something in her style that shows me:

I don't want to leave her now

You know I believe and how!

Riff 2

	A	F#m
	You're asking me, will my love	grow?

	D	G	A
I don't	know,	I don't	know!

	A	F#m
	You stick around now it may	show:

	D	G	C
I don't	know,	I don't	know!

Zwischenspiel(Akkorde wie Strophe)

Riff 1

Something in the way she knows - And all I have to do is think of her.

Something in the things she shows me:

I don't want to leave her now - You know I believe and how!

Riff 2

Riff 1

46. Strawberry Fields Forever for Dummies

Lennon, McCartney/the Beatles: Magical Mystery Tour (1967)

	C	Gm	A
	Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going	to Strawberry Fields,	Nothing is real,

	F	A	F	C
And	nothing to get	hung about -	Strawberry Fields for	ever

	G	Bm	Dm	Am	Am/G	F
	Living is	easy with	eyes closed,	Misunder	standing all you	see .

	F	G	C	Am	F	G	C
	It's getting	hard to be some	one but it all works	out,	It doesn't	matter much to	me.

	C	Gm	A
	Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going	to Strawberry Fields,	Nothing is real,

	F	A	F	C
And	nothing to get	hung about -	Strawberry Fields for	ever

	G	Bm	Dm	Am	Am/G	F
	No one I	think is in	my tree,	I mean it	must be high or	low;

	F	G	C	Am	F	G	C
	That is, you	can't you know tune	in but it's all	right,	That is, I	think it's not too	bad.

	C	Gm	A
	Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going	to Strawberry Fields,	Nothing is real,

	F	A	F	C
And	nothing to get	hung about -	Strawberry Fields for	ever

	G	Bm	Dm	Am	Am/G	F
	Always	know, some	times think it's me,	But you know I	know when it's a	dream.

	F	G	C	Am	F	G	C
	I think a "	No" will be a "	Yes", but it's all	wrong,	That is, I	think I dis	agree.

	C	Gm
	Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going	to Strawberry Fields

	A	F	A	F	C
	Nothing is real, and	nothing to get	hung about -	Strawberry Fields for	ever

	F	C	F	C
	Strawberry Fields for	ever -	Strawberry Fields for	ever

47. The Fool on the Hill

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Magical Mystery Tour (1968)

	D	G	D	(	Bm	)	G
	Day after day,	alone on a hill, The	man with the foolish		grin	is keeping	perfectly still,

	Em	A	D	Bm	Em	A
But	nobody wants to	know him, they can	see that he's just a	fool, And	he never gives an	answer.

	Dm	Bb
But the	fool on the hill sees the	sun going down

	C	Am	Dm	D
And the	eyes in his head see the	world spinning	round...

	D	G	D	G
	Well on the way	head in a cloud, the	man of thousand voices talking	perfectly loud,

	Em	A	D	Bm	Em	A
But	nobody ever	hears him, or the	sound he appears to	make, And	he never seems to	notice.

	Dm	Bb
But the	fool on the hill sees the	sun going down

	C	Am	Dm	D
And the	eyes in his head see the	world spinning	round...

flute

	D	G	D	G

	Em	A	D	Bm	Em	A
And	nobody seems to	like him, they can	tell what he wants to	do, And	he never shows his	feelings.

	Dm	Bb
But the	fool on the hill sees the	sun going down

	C	Am	Dm	D
And the	eyes in his head see the	world spinning	round...

	D	G	D	G
	Oh,	around and round -	Oh,	around and round...

	Em	A	D	Bm	Em	A
	he never listens	to them, he	knows that they're the	fools -	They don't	like him.

	Dm	Bb
But the	fool on the hill sees the	sun going down

	C	Am	Dm	D
And the	eyes in his head see the	world spinning	round...

	D	G	D	G
	Oh,	around and round -	Oh,	around and round...

48. We Can Work It Out

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles

	D	Em	D	Em	C	D
	Try to see it	my	way - Do I have to	keep on talking	till I can't go	on?

	D	Em	D	Em	C	D
	While you see it	your	way - Run the risk of	knowing that our	love may soon be	gone!

	G	D	G	A
	We can work it	out -	We can work it	out!

	D	Em	D	Em	C	D
	Think of what you're	say-	ing - You can get it	wrong and still you	think that it's all	right!

	D	Em	D	Em	C	D
	Think of what I'm	say-	ing - We can work it	out and get it	straight or say good	night!

	G	D	G	A
	We can work it	out -	We can work it	out!

Bridge

	Bm	G	F#7
	Life is very short and there's no	ti--	me

	Bm	Bm/A	Bm/G	Bm/F#
For fussing and	fighting my	friend.

	Bm	G	F#7
	I have always thought that it's a	cri--	me

	Bm	Bm/A	Bm/G	Bm/F#
So I will	ask you	once	again:

	D	Em	D	Em	C	D
	Try to see it	my	way - Only time will	tell if I am	right or I am	wrong.

	Em	D	Em	C	D
While you see it	your	way - There's a chance that	we might fall a	part before too	long!

	G	D	G	A
	We can work it	out -	We can work it	out!

Bridge

	Bm	G	F#7
	Life is very short and there's no	ti--	me

	Bm	Bm/A	Bm/G	Bm/F#
For fussing and	fighting my	friend.

	Bm	G	F#7
	I have always thought that it's a	cri--	me

	Bm	Bm/A	Bm/G	Bm/F#
So I will	ask you	once	again:

	D	Em	D	Em	C	D
	Try to see it	my	way - Only time will	tell if I am	right or I am	wrong.

	Em	D	Em	C	D
While you see it	your	way - There's a chance that	we might fall a	part before too	long!

	G	D	G	A
	We can work it	out -	We can work it	out!

	D	Em	D

Ab7

Capo I

49. When I'm Sixty-Four

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles (1967)

	C	G7	C		G7
				When I get older, losing my hair, many years from	now,

	C
will you still be sending me a Valentine, birthday greetings,	bottle of wine?

	C7	F
If I'd been out 'til quarter to three,	would you lock the	door?

	Ab7	C	A7	D7	G7	C
Will you still	need me,	will you still	feed me,	when I'm	sixty-	four?

	Am	G	Am		E7	Am
				You'll be older,	too. (Aaah-	aah)

	Dm	F	G7	C	G7
And if you	say the word,	I could	stay with	you.

	C		G7
		I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have	gone.

	C
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday mornings,	go for a ride.

	C7	G7
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,	who could ask for	more?

	Ab7	C	A7	D7	G7	C
Will you still	need me,	will you still	feed me,	when I'm	sixty-	four?

	Am	G	Am
	Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of	Wight, if it's not to	dear.

	E7	Am
We shall scrimp and	save. (and	save)

	Dm	F	G7	C	G7
Grandchildren	on your knee,	Vera,	Chuck, and	Dave.

	C		G7
		Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of	view.

	C
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely	wasting away.

	C7	G
Give me your answer, fill in a form -	mine forever	more.

	Ab7	C	A7	D7	G7	C	G7	C
Will you still	need me,	will you still	feed me,	when I'm	sixty-	four?

Am7/G

Am/F#

E/b

E/c#

E/b

E/e

50. While My Guitar Gently Weeps

George Harrison

Intro:

Am

Am7/G

Am/F#

F

Am

G

D

E7

	Am	Am7/G	Am/F#	F
I	look at you	all see the	love there that's	sleeping

	Am	G	D	E7
	While my gui	tar gently	weeps

	Am	Am7/G	Am/F#	F
I	look at the	floor and I	see it needs	sweeping

	Am	G	C	E7
	Still my gui	tar gently	weeps

	barre:	A	C#m	F#m	C#m	Bm	E/b	E/c#	E/d	E/e
		I don't know	why	nobody	told you -	how to unfold your	love

	A	C#m	F#m	C#m	Bm	E/b	E/c#	E/d	E/e
	I don't know	how	someone contr	olled you -	They bought and sold	you

	Am	Am/G	Am/F#	F
I	look at the	world and I	notice it's	turning

	Am	G	D	E7
	While my	guitar gently	weeps

	Am	Am/G	Am/F#	F
With	every mis	take we must	surely be	learning

	Am	G	C	E7
	Still my	guitar gently	weeps

Solo over verse

	A	C#m	F#m	C#m	Bm	E/b	E/c#	E/d	E/e
	I don't know	how	you were di	verted -	You were perverted	too

	A	C#m	F#m	C#m	Bm	E/b	E/c#	E/d	E/e
	I don't know	how	you were in	verted -	No one aler	ted you

	Am	Am7/G	Am/F#	F
I	look at you	all see the	love there that's	sleeping

	Am	G	D	E7
	While my gui	tar gently	weeps

	Am	Am7/G	Am/F#	F	Am	G	D	E7
	..Look at you	all		-	Still my gui	tar gently	weeps

Solo to the end...

51. With a Little Help from my Friends

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967)

	C	G	Dm	G	C
	What would you	think if I	sang out of tune, Would you	stand up and walk out on	me?

	C	G	Dm	G	C
	Lend me your	ears and I'll	sing you a song, And I'll	try not to sing out of	key.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Oh, I get	by with a little	help from my	friends,

	C	Bb	F	C
	Mm, I get	high with a little	help from my	friends.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Mm, gonna	try with a little	help from my	friends.

	G

	C	G	Dm	G	C
	What do I	do when my	love is away, Does it	worry you to be a	lone?

	C	G	Dm	G	C
	How do I	feel by the	end of the day, Are you	sad because you're on your	own?

	C	Bb	F	C
	No, I get	by with a little	help from my	friends,

	C	Bb	F	C
	Mm, I get	high with a little	help from my	friends.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Mm, gonna	try with a little	help from my	friends.

bridge

	Am	D	C	Bb	F
Do you	need any	body? - I	need some	body to	love.

	Am	D	C	Bb	F
Could it	be any	body? - I	want some	body to	love.

	C	G	Dm	G	C
	Would you be	lieve in a	love at first sight? Yes, I'm	certain that it happens all the	time.

	C	G	Dm	G	C
	What do you	see when you	turn out the light? I can't	tell you but I know it's	mine.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Oh, I get	by with a little	help from my	friends,

	C	Bb	F	C
	Mm, I get	high with a little	help from my	friends.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Oh, Im gonna	try with a little	help from my	friends.

bridge

	Am	D	C	Bb	F
Do you	need any	body? - I	need some	body to	love.

	Am	D	C	Bb	F
Could it	be any	body? - I	want some	body to	love.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Oh, I get	by with a little	help from my	friends,

	C	Bb	F	C
	Mm, gonna	try with a little	help from my	friends.

	C	Bb	F	C
	Oh, I get	high with a little	help from my	friends.

	C	Bb	F
	Yes, I get	by with a little help from my	friends,

	Ab	Bb	C
With a little help from my	frie-	ee-	ends.

52. Yellow Submarine

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

	F	G	F	C
	In the	town where	I was	born

	Am	Dm	F	G
	Lived a	man who	sailed to	sea.

	F	G	F	C
	And he	told us	of his	life

	Am	Dm	F	G
	In the	land of	subma	rines.

	F	G	F	C
	So we	sailed up	to the	sun

	Am	Dm	F	G
	Till we	found the	sea of	green.

	F	G	F	C
	And we	lived be	neath the	waves

	Am	Dm	F	G
	In our	yellow	subma	rine.

	C	G	G7	C
	We all live in a	yellow submarine,	Yellow submarine,	yellow submarine!

	C	G	G7	C
	We all live in a	yellow submarine,	Yellow submarine,	yellow submarine!

And our friends are all on board - Many more of them live next door.

And the band begins to play!

Trumpet: Tat ta ta ta...

We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine!

"Full speed ahead, Mr. Barkley, full speed ahead!"

"Full speed over here, Sir!" - "All together! All together!"

"Aye, aye, Sir, fire!" - "Captain! Captain!"

As we live a life of ease - Everyone of us has all we need.

Sky of blue and sea of green - In our yellow submarine

We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine!

53. Yesterday

Lennon & McCartney / Beatles: Help (1965)

	F	Em7	A4	Dm	C		Bb
	Yesterday,	all my	troubles seemed so	far away.

	C	F
Now it	looks as though they're	here to stay.

	C	Dm	G	Bb	F
	Oh	I be-	lieve in	yester	day.

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be.

There's a shadow hanging over me.

Oh yesterday came suddenly.

	A4	A7	Dm	C	Bb	C	F
	Why	she	had	to	go I don't	know she wouldn't	say

	A4	A7	Dm	C	Bb	C	F
	I	said	some	thing	wrong now I	long for yester	day.

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.

Now I need a place to hide away,

oh I believe in yesterday.

Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say

I said something wrong now I long for yesterday.

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.

Now I need a place to hide away,

oh I believe in yesterday.

Hm Hm Hm Hm...

54. You've Got to Hide Your Love Away

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Help (1965)

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C
	Here I	stand	head in	hand,	turn my face to the	wall

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C	D
	If she's	gone I	can't go	on,	feeling two foot	sm	al	l

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C
	Every	where	people	stare	each and every	way

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C	D	D/C	D/B	D/A
	I can	see them	laugh at	me	and I hear them	say

	G	C	Dsus	D	D6	D
	Hey you got to	hide your love	away

	G	C	Dsus	D	D6	D
	Hey you got to	hide your love	away

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C
	How can	I	even	try,	I can never	win

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C	D
	Hearing	them	seeing	them	in the state I'm	in

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C
	How could	she	say to	me	love will find	away

	G	D	F	G	C	F	C	D
	Gather	round	all you	clown,	let me hear you	say	ay	ay

	G	C	Dsus	D	D6	D
	Hey you got to	hide your love	away

	G	C	Dsus	D	D6	D
	Hey you got to	hide your love	away

55. Spicks and Specks

Barry Gibb / Bee Gees: Spicks and Specks (1966)

	G	D	Em	Bm
	Where is the	sun that	shone on my	head?

	C	G	A	D
	The sun in my	life, it is	dead, it is	dead.

	G	D	Em	Bm
	Where is the	light that would	stay in my	street,

	C	G	D	G	D
	And where are the	friends I could	meet, I could	meet?

	G	D	Em	Bm
	Where are the	girls I	left far	behind?

	C	G	D	G	D
	The spicks and the	specks of the	girls on my	mind?

	G	D	Em	Bm
	Where is the	sun that	shone on my	head?

	C	G	D	G	D	D#
	The sun in my	life, it is	dead, it is	dead

	G#	D#	Fm	Cm
	Where are the	girls I	left far be	hind,

	C#	G#	D#	G#	E
	The spicks and the	specks of the	girls on my	mind?

	A	E	F#m	C#m
	Where are the	girls I	left far be	hind,

	D	A	E	A
	The spicks and the	specks of the	girls on my	mind?

	A	E	F#m	C#m
	Where is the	girl I have	loved all a	long?

	D	A	E	A
	The girl that I	love, she is	gone, she is	gone!

	A	E	F#m	C#m
	All of my	life I've	tossed with the	day,

	D	A	E	A	E
	The spicks and the	specks of my	life gone a	way!

	A	E	F#m	C#m
	All of my	life I've	tossed with the	day,

	D	A	E	A	E
	The spicks and the	specks of my	life gone a	way!

	A	E	F#m	C#m
	Where is the	sun that	shone on my	head?

	D	A	E	A
	The sun in my	life, it is	dead, it is	dead!

56. Morning of my Life

Bee Gees

	G	C	G
In the	morning when the	moon is at it's	rest,

	Em	C	G
you will	see me at the	time I love the	best,

	Am	Bm
watching	rainbows, play on	sunlight,

	Am	Bm	Am
pools of	water iced from	cold night, in the	morning.

	C		D	C	G
		'Tis the morning of my	life. 'tis the	morning of my	life.

In the daytime I will meet you as before.

You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,

building castles in the shifting sands

in a world that no one understands, in the morning.

	C		D	C	G
		'Tis the morning of my	life. 'tis the	morning of my	life.

	G	Am
In the	morning of my	life

	C	D	G
the	minutes take so	long to drift a	way.

	G	Am
Please be	patient with your	life,

	C	D	G
it's only	morning and you're	still to live your	day.

In the evening I will fly you to the moon,

to the top right hand corner of the ceiling in my room,

where we'll stay until the sun shines,

another day to swing on clothes lines, I'll be yawning.

	C	D	C	G
It is the	morning of my	life. It is the	morning of my	life.

	G
In the	morning, In the morning.

57. To Love Somebody

Barry & Robin Gibb / Bee Gees: Bee Gees 1st (1967), Eric Burdon & the Animals: Love Is (1968)

	G	Am
	There's a light, a	certain kind of light,

	C	G	F	G
	That never shone on	me.	I want my life to	be -

	D	C
Here with with	you - To live with	you!

	G	Am
	There's a way - I know	everybody says:

	C	G	F	G
	Just to do every thing that I	can!	But what good will it	do -

	D	C
If I can't have	you - if I can't have	you, Baby!

	G	D	C	G
	You don't know what it's	like, You	just don't know what it's	like!

	D	C	G
To love some	body, to love some	body - The way I	love you.

solo

	G	Am
	Mmm, in my brain - I	see your face again.

	C	G	F	G
	I know my frame of	mind,	you ain't got to be so	blind -

	D	C
And I'm	blind, so so so very	blind!

	G	Am
	I'm a man, can't you	see what I am?

	C	G	F	G
I	live and I breathe for	you!	But what good does it	do -

	D	C
If I ain't got	you - Ain't got	you, Baby!

You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like!

To love somebody - To love somebody - The way I love you.

You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like!

	D	G
To love somebody - To love somebody - The way I love you.	No no no no no	no

You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like!

To love somebody - To love somebody - The way I love you.

58. Bye Bye Johnny

Chuck Berry / Chuck Berry: Rockin' at the Hops (1960)

	C
	She drew out all her money at the Southern Trust

And put her little boy upon a Greyhound bus.

	F
	Leaving Louisiana for the golden west -

	C
	Down came the tears from her happiness.

	G
Her	own little son named Johnny B. Goode -

	C
Was going to	make some motion pictures out in Hollywood.

	C	F	C
	Bye bye bye bye,	Bye bye bye	bye;

	G	F	C
	Bye-bye Johnny,	Goodbye Johnny B.	Goode!

	C
	She remembered taking money earnt from gathering crop

And buying Johnny's guitar at a broker's shop.

	F
As	long as he would play it by the railroad side -

	C
He	wouldn't get in trouble, he was satisfied.

	G
But	never thought there'd ever come a day like this -

	C
When she would	have to give her son a goodbye kiss.

	C	F	C
	Bye bye bye bye,	Bye bye bye	bye;

	G	F	C
	Bye-bye Johnny,	Goodbye Johnny B.	Goode!

SOLO

	C
	She finally got the letter she'd been dreaming of

Johnny wrote and told her he had fell in love.

	F
As	soon as he was married he would bring her back -

	C
And	build a mansion for them by the railroad track.

	G
So	every time they heard the locomotive roar

	C
They'd be	standing and waving in the kitchen door.

	C	F	C
	Bye bye bye bye,	Bye bye bye	bye;

	G	F	C
	Bye-bye Johnny,	Goodbye Johnny B.	Goode!

59. Johnny B. Goode

Chuck Berry (1958)

	A
Deep	down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,

Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,

	D
There	stood a log cabin made of earth and wood

	A
Where	lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

	E
Who	never ever learned to read or write so well,

	A
But he could	play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.

	A
	Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

	D
Go, Johnny, go! Go	!

	A
Go, Johnny, go!	Go!

	E	A
Go, Johnny, go! Go!	Johnny B.	Goode!

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,

And sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.

Living in the city sittin' in the shade,

Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.

When people passed him by they would stop and say,

"Oh my but that little country boy could play".

Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode!

His mother told him: "Someday you will be a man,

And you will be the leader of a big old band.

Many people coming from miles around

To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.

Maybe some day your name will be in lights -

Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight!"

Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode!

60. Memphis Tennessee

Chuck Berry / Chuck Berry: Back in the U.S.A (1959)

	G	D
	Long-	distance information, get me Memphis, Tennessee.

Help me find the party who tried to get in touch with me.

	G
She	could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call.

	D7	C	G
'Cause my uncle took a	message and he	wrote it on the	wall.

Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie.

She's the only one who called me here from Memphis, Tennessee.

Her home is on the south side, high upon the ridge;

Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge.

Solo

Help me, information, more than that I cannot add,

Only that I miss her and all the fun we had.

But we were pulled apart because her mom would not agree,

Tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee.

Last time I saw Marie she was wavin' me goodbye;

With hurry-home drops on her cheeks that trickled from her eyes.

Marie is only six years old; information please:

Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee!

61. Rock And Roll Music

Chuck Berry / Chuck Berry (1957)

	A	A
	Just let me hear some of that	Rock And Roll Music,

Any old way you choose it;

	D7
It's got a	back beat, you can't loose it,

	A	A7
	Any old time you	use it.

	E7
It's	gotta be Rock Roll Music,

	E7	A
	if you wanna dance with	me,

	E7	A
	if you wanna dance with	me.

	A	E7
	I've got no kick against	modern jazz

	A
unless they try to play it	too darn fast

	D
and change the beaty of the	melody

	E7
until it sounds just like a	symphony

That's why I go just for that Rock and Roll Music,

Any old way you choose it;

It's got a back beat, you can't loose it,

Any old time you use it.

It's gotta be Rock Roll Music,

if you wanna dance with me,

if you wanna dance with me.

I took my love on over 'cross the tracks

So she could hear a man a-wailin' sax.

I must admit they had a rockin' band

And they were blowin' like a hurrican'.

That's why I go just for that Rock And Roll Music...

Way down south they had a jubilee

the rockin' folks they gave a jamburee

drinkin' home-brewn from a wooden cup

man, you should have seen them all shook up!

That's why I go just for that Rock And Roll Music...

Don't care to hear 'em play a tango,

I'm in the mood to dig a mambo;

It's way to early for a congo,

So keep a rockin' that piano

So I can hear some of that Rock And Roll Music...

That's why I go just for that Rock And Roll Music...

62. Roll Over Beethoven

Chuck Berry

	E	E
	I'm gonna write a little letter,	Gonna mail it to my local DJ.

	A	A	E
It's a	rockin' rhythm record I	want my jockey to	play.

	B	B	E
Roll	over Beethoven, I	gotta hear it again to	day.

You know, my temperature's risin' And the jukebox blows a fuse.

My heart's beatin' rhythm And my soul keeps on singin' the blues.

Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues.

I think I'm rollin' arthritis Sittin' down by the rhythm review.

Roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two.

bridge

	E	E
	well, if you feel you like it -	go get your lover, then reel and rock it.

	E	A	A	E
	roll it over and	move on up just -	a trifle further and	reel and rock it, roll it over,

	E	B
	roll	over Beethoven rockin' in two by two.

Well, early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin'

Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.

Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle, Ain't got nothin' to lose.

Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

You know she wiggles like a glow worm, Dance like a spinnin' top.

She got a crazy partner, Oughta see 'em reel and rock.

Long as she got a dime the music will never stop.

Roll over Beethoven,

Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues.

63. Sweet Little Sixteen

Chuck Berry (1958)

Intro: E-8-8-6-6-4-4-3-3-1---| B-9-9-7-7-6-6-5-5-2---| G---------------------| D---------------------| A---------------------| E---------------------|

	Db7	Ab7	Db7
	They're really rockin' in	Boston - In Pittsburgh, P.	A.

	Ab7	Db7
Deep in the heart of	Texas - And 'round the Frisco	Bay.

	Gb7	Db7
All over St.	Louis - Way down in New Or	leans:

	Ab7	Db7
All the cats wanna	dance with - Sweet little six	teen!

	n.c.	Ab7	n.c.	Db7
	Sweet little six	teen -	Shes just got to	have,

	Ab7	n.c.	Db7
About half a	million -	Framed auto	graphs!

	n.c.	Gb7	n.c.	Db7
	Her wallet's filled with	pictures -	She gets 'em one by	one.

	n.c.	Ab7	n.c.	Db7
	She gets so ex	cited -	Watch her look at her	run!

	Gb7	Db7
Oh mommy	mommy, Please may I	go!

	Ab7	Db7
It's such a sight to	see - Somebody steal the	show.

	Gb7	Db7
Oh daddy	daddy, I beg of	you:

	Ab7	Db7
Whisper to	mommy - It's all right with	you.

'Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand - In Philadelphia P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas - And 'round the Frisco Bay.

All over St. Louis - Way down in New Orleans:

All the cats wanna dance with - Sweet little sixteen!

Piano solo

'Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand - In Philadelphia P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas - And round the Frisco Bay.

All over St. Louis - Way down in New Orleans:

All the cats wanna dance with - Sweet little sixteen!

Sweet little sixteen - She's got the grown up blues.

Tight dress and lipstick - She's sportin' high heel shoes.

Oh, but tomorrow morning - She'll have to change her trend:

And be sweet sixteen - And back in class again!

'Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand - In Philadelphia P.A.

Deep in the heart of Texas - And 'round the Frisco Bay.

All over St. Louis - Way down in New Orleans:

All the cats wanna dance with - Sweet little sixteen!

64. Speedy Gonzales

Kaye, Hill, Lee / Pat Boone (1962)

It was a moonlight night in old Mexico

I walked along between some old adobe haciendas

Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl:

	D	Bm		G		A7
La la	la, la la la la la la	la	La la la la la la	la	La la la la la la	la

	D	Bm
You'd better come home, Speedy Gon	zales - Away from Cannery	Row

	G	A7
Stop all your	drinkin' - With that floozie named	Flo

	D	Bm
Come on home to your a	dobe - And slap some mud on the	wall

	G	A7		D
The roof is leakin' like a	strainer	-	There's lots of roaches in the	hall

	G	D
Speedy Gon	zales (Speedy Gonzales) - Why don't you come	home?

	G	A
Speedy Gon	zales (Speedy Gonzales) - How come you leave me all a	lone?

Hey, Rosita! I have to go shopping downtown for my mother. She needs some tortillas and chili peppers!

	D	Bm		G		A7
La la	la, la la la la la la	la	La la la la la la	la	La la la la la la	la

	D	Bm
Your dog is gonna have a	puppy - And we're runnin' out of	Coke

	G	A7
No enchiladas in the	icebox - And the television's	broke

	D	Bm
I saw some lipstick on your	sweatshirt - I smell some perfume in your	ear

	G	A7		D
Well, if you're gonna keep a-	messin'	-	Don't bring your business back-a	here

	G	D
Speedy Gon	zales (Speedy Gonzales) - Why don't you come	home?

	G	A
Speedy Gon	zales (Speedy Gonzales) - How come you leave me all a	lone?

Hey, Rosita, come quick! Down at the Cantina they've got some green stamps with tequila!

	D	Bm		G		A7
La la	la, la la la la la la	la	La la la la la la	la	La la la la la la	la

Capo IV

65. I'm the Urban Spaceman

N. Innes / Bonzo Dog Band: Tadpoles (1969)

	G	A	C	D	G

	G	A	C	D	G
	I'm the urban spaceman baby,	I've got speed;	I've got	everything I	need.

	G	A	C	D	G
	I'm the urban spaceman, baby,	I can fly; I'm a	super	sonic	guy.

	Em	C	G
	I don't need pleasure, I	don't feel	pain.

	C	G	A	D
	If you were to	knock me down - I'd	just get up	again!

	G	A	C	D	G	G	A	C	D	G
	I'm the urban spaceman babe and -	I'm making out -	I'm	all a	bout!

	Em	C	G
I	wake up every morning with a	smile upon my	face.

	C	G	A	D	G	A	C	D	G
My	natural ex	uberance spills	out all over the	place.

	G	A	C	D	G
	I'm the urban spaceman I'm	intelligent and clean,	Know	what I	mean?

	G	A	C	D	G
	I'm the urban spaceman, as a	lover second to none,	It's a	lot of	fun!

	Em	C	G
	I never let my friends down, I've	never made a	boob.

	C	G	A	D
	I'm a glossy	magazine, an	advert in the	tube.

	G	A	C	D	G	G	A	C	D	G
	I'm the urban spaceman babe, but	here comes the twist:	I	don't e	xist!

66. Tent

Vivian Stanshall / Bonzo Dog Band: Keynsham (1969)

	spoken
	So, you've no rejection, shall we say... with the ladies...

Well, uh, sometimes I want to... All right, all right, ah ah ah ah ah...

	n.c.	C
	I'm gonna get you in my	tent tent tent tent tent;

	G
Where we can both experi	ment -ment -ment -ment -ment.

	A	C
Yeah yay, it's so conveni	ent -ent -ent -ent -	ent.

	n.c.	G	C7	G
	Let's take a taxi through my tent

	n.c.	C	G
	Oh, yay, my love is so in	scrutable, In a stoic sort of	way.

	A	C	n.c.	D
But, by baby, it's as	beautiful	-	As a tourniquet.

	n.c.
	I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna

	C
I'm gonna get you in my	tent tent tent tent tent.

	G
Whoa whoa, it's only common	sense sense sense.

	A	C	n.c.
I know that you won't mind the	stench stench stench	-	Of the sacrament!

	Solo:	C7	G7	C7	G7	D7	C7	G	C7	G

	n.c.	C	G
	I won't let this love de	stroy her, I can't control this para	noia.

	A	C	n.c.
I'll have to get a show biz	lawyer	-	To stop me!

	G	C7	G	C7	G	C7
	Kill smash	smash thrill	spill drive	fight bite	trap scream	tear

	G	n.c.
scritch shout		Tent! Tent! Tent! Tent!

	n.c.	C	G
	You'll be laughing like a	lunatic, That just got a	way.

	A	C	n.c.	D
Howling like a	hypocrite	-	At an auto-da-fe.

	n.c.	C
	I'm gonna get you in my	tent tent tent tent tent.

	G
We'll find out where the woozle	went went went went went.

	A	C
We'll fill his footprints with ce	ment -ment -ment -ment;

	n.c.	C7	G7	C7	G7
	We'll dance the tango in my tent!

67. The Letter

Wayne Carson Thompson / the Box Tops (1967); Joe Cocker (1970)

	(n.c.)
	Give me a ticket for an aeroplane, Ain't got time to take the fastest train.

	Am
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home, My baby just wrote me a	letter.

	Intro:		perc.	Am	(Bass-Intro)
		\|	/ / / / \|	/	/ / / \|

	Am	F	G	D
	Give me a ticket for an	aeroplane,	Ain't got time to take the	fastest train.

	Am	F	E7	Am
	Lonely days are gone,	I'm a-goin' home, My	baby just wrote me a	letter.

	Am	F	G	D
	I don't care how much money I	gotta spend,	Got to get back to my	baby again!

	Am	F	E7	Am
	Lonely days are gone,	I'm a-goin' home, My	baby just wrote me a	letter.

	C	G	F	C	G	G
Well she	wrote me a	letter Said she	couldn't	live with	out me no more.

	C	G	F	C	G	E7
	Listen mister	can't you see I	got to get	back to my	baby once more. -	Anyway.

	Am	F	G	D
	Give me a ticket for an	aeroplane,	Ain't got time to take the	fastest train!

	Am	F	E7	Am
	Lonely days are gone,	I'm a-goin' home, My	baby just wrote me a	letter.

	C	G	F	C	G	G
Well she	wrote me a	letter Said she	couldn't	live with	out me no more.

	C	G	F	C	G	E7
	Listen mister	can't you see I	got to get	back to my	baby once more.	Anyway.

	Am	F	G	D
	Give me a ticket for an	aeroplane,	Ain't got time to take the	fastest train

	Am	F	E7	Am
	Lonely days are gone,	I'm a-goin' home, My	baby just wrote me a	letter!

	Am	F	G	D
	I don't care how much money I	gotta spend,	Got to get back to my	baby again.

	Am	F	E7	Am
	Lonely days are gone,	I'm a-goin' home, My	baby just wrote me a	letter - I said,

	(n.c.)	Am
My	baby just wrote me a	letter.

68. San Franciscan Nights

Burdon, Briggs, Weider, Jenkins, McCulloch / Eric Burdon & the new Animals

Intro: v v v v v v v v v v v v v -----------------|---------|-----------------|------------- -----------------|---------|-----------------|------------- -----------------|---------|-----------------|------------- -----------------|---------|-----------------|------------- -----------------|---------|-----------------|-3*---------- *doubled w/bass -0-----3-2--0----|---------|-0-----3-2---0---|-------------

Spoken:

	Em
	This following program is dedicated to the city and people of San Francisco

Who may not know it, but they are beautiful - and so is their city

This is a very personal song, so if the viewer cannot understand it -

particularly those of you who are European residents - save up

all your bread and fly Trans-Love Airways to San Francisco, USA

Then maybe you'll understand the song

It will be worth it - if not for the sake of this song

But for the sake of your own peace of mind

	C	Em/B	Am	G
	/	/ / /	/ /	/ /

	C	Em/B	Am	G	C	Em/B	Am	G
	Strobe light's	beam	creates	dreams	Walls	move	minds do	too

	D	F	C
On a	warm San Fran	ciscan	night

	C	Dm	F	C	D	F	C
	Old child,	young child,	feel all	right On a	warm San Fran	ciscan	night

Angels sing, leather wings Jeans of blue, Harley-Davidsons too

On a warm San Franciscan night

Old angels, young angels feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night

	Fm	Em
	I wasn't born there -	Perhaps I'll die there

	F	G	G/F		G/D		G/B		G/G
	There's no place left to	go	-						San Francisco...

Instrumental break

	D	F	C	C	D	F	C	Dm	F	C
	/ /	/ /	/ / / /	/ /	/ /	/ /	/ /	/ /	/ /	/ / / /

Cop's face is filled with hate Heavens above, he's on a street called Love

When will they ever learn

Old cop, young cop feel all right On a warm San Franciscan Night

The children are cool - They don't raise fools

It's an American dream - Includes Indians, too

69. House of the Rising Sun

traditional / Animals (1964)

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
	There is a	house in	New Or	leans They	call the	rising	sun.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
And its	been the	ruin of	many a poor	boy, And	me, oh	Lord, I'm	one.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
	My mother	she's a	tailor,	She	sewed those	new blue	jeans.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
My	father	he's a	gamblin'	man - Drinks	down in	New Or	leans.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
Now the	only	things a	gambler	needs Is a	suitcase	and a	trunk.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
And the	only	time that	he's satis	fied Is	when he's	on a	drunk.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
There's	one foot	on the	platform,	The	other foot	on the	train.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
I'm	goin'	back to	New Or	leans To	wear that	ball and	chain.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
Go	mother	tell your	children:	Not to	do what	I have	done.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
	Spend your	life sin-	cere in mise	ry In the	House of the	Rising	Sun.

There is a house...

70. We Gotta Get out of this Place

B. Mann, C. Weil / Animals

Bass Intro & Repeat over Verse:

G ---------------------| D ---0---3--2---0------| A ------------------3--| E -3---3---------------|

In this dirty old part of the city

Where the sun refuse to shine

	G		F		G
People tell me there ain't no use in tryin'

	G		F		G
Now my little girl you're so young and pretty

	G		F		G
And One thing I know is true

	G		F		G
You'll be dead before your time is due - I know

Watched my daddy in bed a-dyin'

watched his hair did turn a-gray

He's been working in slavery his life away, oh yes I know!

He's been workin' so hard, yeah

I've been working too, babe

Every Night and Day, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!

	C	F	G
	We gotta get	out of this	place

	C	D	G
	If it's the last thing we	ever	do

	C	F	G
	We gotta get	out of this	place

	Am	\|:	C		Bb		F		G		:\|
	Girl there's a better life for me and You

My little girl you're so young and pretty

And one thing I know is true

You'll be dead before your time is due

See my daddy in bed a-dying

See his hair a turning grey

He's been working in slavery his life away

I know he's been workin' so hard

(Yeah!) I've been workin' too, babe

(Yeah!) Every day, babe

(Yeah!) Whoooa! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)

We gotta get out of this place...

Somewhere, baby - Somehow, I know it!

We gotta get out of this place...

Believe me, baby - I know it, baby!

You know it, too...

Capo: III

71. Sky Pilot

Burdon, Briggs, Weider, Jenkins, McCulloch / Eric Burdon & the new Animals

(a capella)

He blesses the boys as they stand in line

They smell of gun grease and their bayonets they shine

He's there to help them all that he can

To make them feel wanted, he's a good holy man

	G	C	G	G	C	G	Am	G
	Sky -	pi	lot,	Sky -	pi	lot!	How high can you	fly?

	Am	G
You'll	never (never) (never) reach the	sky!

	Am	C
He	smiles at the young soldiers, tells	them it's all right

	Am	C
He	knows of their fear in the	forthcoming flight

	Am	C
	Soon there'll be blood and	many will die

	Am	D
	Mothers and fathers back	home they will cry

Sky-pilot, Sky-pilot! How high can you fly?

You'll never (never) (never) reach the sky!

He mumbles a prayer and it ends with a smile

The order is given, they move down the line

But he stay'll behind and he'll meditate

But it won't stop the bleeding or ease the hate

As the young men move out into the battle zone

He feels good, with God you're never alone

He feels so tired and he lays on his bed

Hopes the men will find courage in the words that he said

Sky-pilot, Sky-pilot! How high can you fly?

You'll never (never) (never) reach the sky!

Interlude (guitar, pipes, strings)

G

|

C

(repeat 4x)

|

Db

(repeat 4x)

|

.

/ / / / / / /

/

/ / / / / / /

/

You're soldiers of God, you must understand

The fate of your country is in your young hands

May God give you strength, do your job real well

If it all was worth it, only time it will tell

In the morning they returned with tears in their eyes

The stench of death drifts up to the skies

A young soldier so ill looks at the Sky Pilot

Remembers the words, "Thou shalt not kill"

|: Sky-pilot, Sky-pilot! How high can you fly?

You'll never (never) (never) reach the sky! :|

	Am	C	G
You'll	never (never)	(never) reach the	sky...

72. When I Was Young

Burdon, Briggs, Weider, Jenkins, McCulloch / Eric Burdon & the new Animals

RIFF: (Em) v v v v e ------------12-14-12---10-12-10---9--10--9----|-7-- B ------------10-12-10---8--10-8----7--8---7----|-5-- G ----------------------------------------------|---- D ----------------------------------------------|---- A ----------------------------------------------|---- E ----------------------------------------------|----

	\|:	Em	(riff)	:\|		Em	D
					The	rooms were so much	colder then;

	Em	D	Em	D
My	father was a	soldier then; And	times were very	hard

	Em	(riff)	Em/D	Em	(riff)
When I was	young	- When	I was	young

I smoked my first cigarette at ten;

And for girls I had a bad yen;

And I had quite a ball - When I was young

	G	Em
When	I was young it was	more important

	G	Em	D
	Pain more painful,	laughter much louder,	yeah

	Em	(riff)	D	Em	(riff)
When I was	young	- When	I was	young

I met my first love at thirteen

She was brown and I was pretty green

And I learned quite a lot

When I was young - When I was young

Instrumental break

	Gm		F	Gm		F	Gm		F		Gm
	/ / / /		/ / / /	/ / / /		/ / / /	/ / / /		/ / / /		/ / / / / / / /

	Bb	Gm
When	I was young it was	more important

	Bb	Gm	F
	Pain more painful,	laughter much louder,	yeah

	Gm	(riff)
When I was	young

	Gm	F	Gm	F
My	faith was so much	stronger then;	I believed in	fellow men

	Gm	F	Gm
	And I was so much	older then - When I was	young

	F	Gm
	When I was	young - When I was young...

73. Wasn't Born To Follow

Carol King & Gerry Goffin / the Byrds: The Notorious Byrd Brothers (1968)

	\| :	C		G	:\|	C

	G	C	G	C
Oh I'd	rather go and	journey where the	diamond crests are	flowing and

	G	C	G	C
	Run across the	valley be	neath the sacred	mountains

	D
and	Wander through the forest

	C
Where the	trees have leaves of prisms and break the light in colors

	D	G		C		G		C
That	no-one knows the	names of.

	G	C	G	C
And	when it's time I'll	go and wait bes	ide a legend	ary fountain

	G	C	G	C
	Till I see your	form reflected	in it's clear and	jeweled water

	D
And	if you think I'm ready

	C
You may	lead me to the castles where the rivers of our vision

	D	G		C		G		C
Flow	into one an	other.

	\|	D	/ / / \| / / / / \| . . .	\|	\| :	C		G	:\|	C
	\|		(solo)	\|

	G	C	G	C
	I will want to	die beneath the	white cascading	waters

	G	C	G	C
She may	beg she may	plead she may	argue with her	logic

	D
And	then she'll know the things I lose

	C
That	really have no value in the end she will surely know

	D	G		C		G		C
I	wasn't born to fol	low.

74. (I Believe I'll) Dust my Broom

Robert Johnson, Canned Heat

	E	E vii	E	E vii	E7 vii	A	E vii	E	B7	A	E

	E	E vii	E
Well,	gonna get up in the mornin', believe I'll dust my broom.

	A	E vii	E
Yeah, Gonna	get up in the mornin', believe I'll dust my	broom.

	B7	A	E
Well,	now I'm kind'a tell you,	ain't got much time to	loose.

Well, gonna write a letter, I'm gonna send a telegram.

I'm gonna find my baby, you know, don't know when I am.

Well, belie-ieve, believe my time ain't long.

Well, Believe, babe-a, believe my time ain't long.

You gonna wake up in the morning, you find your good man gone.

Aah, Yeah!

Solo

Gonna call up China, to see if my babe is there.

Well, well, Baby, she's in the world somewhere.

I'm gonna find my baby, you don't know where I am.

Solo II

I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meets.

She ain't nothing but a doney, they shouldn't allow her on the street.

I'm gonna get up in the mornin', babe , believe I'll dust my broom.

Yeah, gonna get up in the mornin', believe I'll dust my broom.

I'm gonna tell ya baby, ain't got no time to lose.

Capo I

75. A Boy named Sue

Shel Silverstein / Johnny Cash: At San Quentin (1969)

	A	D7
Well My	daddy left home when I was three -- And he	didn't leave much to Ma and me

	E7	A
Just	this old guitar and an empty bottle of	booze. -- Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid

	D7	E7	A
But the	meanest thing that he ever did -- Was be	fore he left, he went and named me '	Sue'.

Well, he must have thought that that was quite a joke -- And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folks,

It seems I had to fight my whole life through. -- Some gal' would giggle and I'd get red

And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, -- I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue'.

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, -- My fist got hard and my wits got keen,

I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. -- But I made me a vow to the moon and stars

That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars -- And kill that man that give me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July -- And I just hit town and my throat was dry,

I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. -- At an old saloon on a street of mud,

There at a table, dealing stud, -- Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me 'Sue'.

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad -- From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,

And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. -- He was big and bent and gray and old,

And I looked at him and my blood ran cold -- And I said: "My name is 'Sue'! how do you do?

Now you gonna die!" - Yeah, that's what I told him!

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes -- And he went down, but, to my surprise,

He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. -- But I busted a chair right across his teeth

And we crashed through the wall and into the street -- Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell you, I've fought tougher men -- But I really can't remember when,

He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. -- I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,

He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, -- He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

He said: "Son, this world is rough -- And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough

And I know I wouldn't be there to help you along. -- So I give you that name and I said good-bye

I knew you'd have to get tough or die -- And it's that name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight -- And I know you hate me, and you got the right

To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. -- But you ought to thank me, before I die,

For the gravel in ya' guts and the spit in ya' eye -- Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue'."

Yeah; what could I do? What could I do?

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun -- And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,

And I come away with a different point of view. -- And I think about him, now and then,

Every time I try and every time I win, -- And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him

Bill or George! Any damn' thing but Sue! -- I still hate that name!

76. Big River

Johnny Cash / Johnny Cash Sings the Songs that made him Famous (1958)

	F
Now I	taught the weeping willow how to cry,

	G7	C7
and I showed the clouds how to cover up a	clear blue	sky.

	F	Bb
And the	tears that I cried for that woman are gonna	flood you Big River.

	F	C7	F
Then	I'm gonna sit right	here until I	die.

I met her accidentally in St. Paul Minnesota.

And it tore me up ev'ry time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.

Then I heard my dream was back downstream cavortin' in Davenport,

And I followed you, Big River, when you called.

Then you took me to St. Louis later on down the river.

A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone.

I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the block.

She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.

Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on.

Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.

Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.

She loves you, Big River, more than me.

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry...

77. Bonanza

Ray Evans & Jay Livingston / Johnny Cash (1962)

INTRO: (--no strumming--) G D G E---------------------------------------------------- B----------------------0----------------------------- G--------------------0----------------------------0-- D-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0------0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-2-4--- A---------------------------------------------------- E----------------------------------------------------

	G
	The claim we hold is a good as gold Bonanza!

	D	G
	Hand in hand we built this land The Ponderosa	Ranch

	C
	Our birthright is this Cartright Bonanza!

	G	C
	We here belong and standin' strong wrong ain't got a	chance

	G	C	G	D
	Day by day,	work or play,	finish side by	side

	G	C	G	A	D
	Hello friend,	come on in, the	gate is	open	wide

	G
	Bound to be a fightin' free Bonanza!

	D	G
	Swingin' pines are boundary lines for the Ponderosa	Ranch

SOLO: G D G E---------------------------------------------------- B----------------------0----------------------------- G--------------------0-----------------------------0- D-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0------0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-2-4--- A---------------------------------------------------- E---------------------------------------------------- C G C E----------------------0----------------------------- B--------------------1---------------------------0-1- G-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0------0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-2----- D---------------------------------------------------- A---------------------------------------------------- E---------------------------------------------------- |:D/ G/ D/ A :| E---------------3-------------- B-0-3-------------------0------ G-----0-------0-------0---0-2-- D----------2--------0---------- A---------------3-------------- E------------------------------ G D G E---------------------------------------------------- B----------------------0----------------------------- G--------------------0-----------------------------0- D-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0------0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-2-4--- A---------------------------------------------------- E----------------------------------------------------

Every tree and flower is part of our Bonanza!

The stars of night, and the mornin' light, water in the branch

We ride along four men strong together

Every plain and ridge is our heritage, The Ponderosa Ranch

Day by day, work or play, finish side by side

Hello friend, come on in, the gate is open wide

Bound to be a fightin' free Bonanza!

Swingin' pines are boundary lines for the Ponderosa Ranch

OUTRO: D A D G---------------------------------------------------- D--------------------0-4---------------------------0- A-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0------0-0-0--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-2-4--- E----------------------------------------------------

78. Cry! Cry! Cry!

Johnny Cash / Johnny Cash with his Hot and Blue Guitar (1957)

Capo I

	E	A	B7	E

	E
	Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down.

	A	B7
I think you only live to see the	lights up	town.

	E
I	wasted my time when I would try, try, try;

	A	B7	E
'	Cause when the lights have lost their glow you	Cry! Cry!	Cry!

	E
	Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone.

	A	B7
You'll wake up some cold day and	find you're	alone.

	E
You'll	call for me but I'm gonna tell you: "Bye, bye, bye."

	A	B7	E
	When I turn around and walk away, you'll	Cry! Cry!	Cry!

	E
	You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone,

	A	E
	When everyone's forgotten and you're	left on your own.

	B7	E
You're gonna	Cry! Cry!	cry!

solo

I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in.

You stay a little while and then you're gone again.

Every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie.

For every lie you tell, you're gonna Cry! Cry! Cry!

When your fickle love gets old, no one will care for you.

Then you'll come back to me for a little love that's true.

I'll tell "you know" and then you'll ask me "Why, why, why?"

When I remind you of all of this, you'll Cry! Cry! Cry!

	E
	You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll want me then,

	A	E
	It'll hurt when you think of the	fool you've been.

	B7	E
You're gonna	Cry! Cry!	Cry!

79. Folsom Prison Blues

Johnny Cash/Johnny Cash (1955)

	E
I	hear the train a-comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,

	E	E7
And	I ain't seen the sunshine since I	don't know when,

	A7	E
I'm	stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin'	on.

	B7	E
But that	train keeps a-rollin' on down to San An	tone.

	E
When	I was just a baby my momma told me: "Son,

	E	E7
	Always be a good boy; don't	ever play with guns."

	A7	E
But I	shot a man in Reno, just to watch him	die.

	B7	E
When I	hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and	cry.

	E
I	bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.

	E	E7
They're	prob'ly drinkin' coffee and	smokin' big cigars.

	A7	E
But I	know I had it comin', I know I can't be	free.

	B7	E
But those	people keep a-movin', and that's what tortures	me.

	E
Well if they	freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,

	E	E7
I	bet I'd move it all a little	farther down the line.

	A7	E
	Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to	stay.

	B7	E
And I'd	let that lonesome whistle blow my blues a	way.

80. Four Strong Winds

Ian Tyson

	G	Am	D	G

	C	Em	D	D

Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high,

All these things that won't change, come what may.

Well our good times all are gone, and I'm bound for movin' on,

I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.

Think I'll go down to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall,

Got some friends that I could go to workin' for.

Still I wish you'd change your mind, if I asked you one more time,

But we've been through that a hundred times or more.

Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high,

All these things that won't change, come what may.

Well our good times all are gone, and I'm bound for movin' on,

I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.

If I get there 'fore the snow flies, and if things are goin' good,

You could meet me if I sent you down the fare.

But by then it would be winter, not much for you to do,

And those winds sure blow cold, way out there.

Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high,

All these things that won't change, come what may.

Well our good times all are gone, and I'm bound for movin' on,

I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.

81. Further On Up The Road

Bruce Springsteen / Johnny Cash: American V - A Hundred Highways (2006)

	Am	C
Where the road is	dark And the seed is	sewed;

	Am	C
Where the gun is	cocked As the bullet's	cold.

	Am	G	Am	G
Where the miles are	marked	In the blood and the	gold:

	F	G	Am
And I'll	meet you further	on up the	road.

	Am	C
Got on my dead man	suit And my smilin' skull	ring;

	Am	C
My lucky graveyard	boots And a song to	sing.

	Am	G	Am	G
I got a song to	sing	That keeps me out of the c	old;

	F	G	Am
And I'll	meet you further	on up the r	oad.

	C	Am
Further on up the	road - Further on up the	road.

	C	E
Where the way is	dark - And the night is	cold.

	Am	G	Am	G
One sunny	mornin'	- We'll rise I	know:

	F	G	Am
And I'll	meet you further	on up the	road!

	Am	C
Now I've been out in the	desert Just doin' my	time.

	Am	C
Searchin' through the	dust Lookin' for a	sign.

	G	Am	G
If there's a light up	ahead Well brother I don't	know;

	F	G	Am
But I've	got this fever	burnin' in my	soul.

	C	Am
Further on up the	road - Further on up the	road.

	C	E
Where the way is	dark - And the night is	cold.

	Am	G	Am	G
One sunny	mornin'	- We'll rise I	know:

	F	G	Am
And I'll	meet you further	on up the	road!

82. Ghost Riders In The Sky

Stan Jones / Johnny Cash: Silver (1979)

	Am	C
An	old cowboy went ridin' out one	dark and windy day.

	Am	C
U	pon a ridge he rested as he	went along his way.

	Am
	When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw:

	F	Am
	Plowin' through the ragged skies, and	up a cloudy draw.

	Am	C
	Their brands were still on fire and their	hoofs were made of steel.

	Am	C
Their	horns were black and shiny and their hot	breath he could feel.

	Am
A	bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky;

	F
For he	saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry:

	Am	C	Am	C	F	Am
	Yippie-I-	ay,	yippie-I-	oh -- The	ghost riders in the	sky!

solo

	Am	C
Their	faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their	shirts all soaked with sweat.

	Am	C
He's	ridin' hard to catch that herd, but he	ain't caught 'em yet'.

	Am
'Cause they	got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,

	F	Am
On	horses snorting fire as they	ride on hear their cry!

	Am	C
As the	riders loped on by him he	heard one call his name:

	Am	C
"If you	wanna to save your soul from hell a-	ridin' on our range,

	Am
Then	cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride,

	F	Am
Tryin' to	catch the devil's herd a	cross these endless skies!"

Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-oh - Ghost riders in the sky (3x)...

83. Give My Lve to Rose

Johnny Cash

Bass Intro:

--|-v-----v-----------v-----v--| A-|-0--2--3--4--4--4--3--2--0--|

	A	E	A
I	found him by the	railroad track this	morning

	A	E	A
I	could see that	he was nearly	dead

	D	A
	I knelt down beside him and I	listened

	E
	Just to hear the words the dying fellow said

	A	E	A
	He said they let me out of	prison down in	Frisco

	A	E	A
	For ten long years I've	paid for what I've	done

	D	A
	I was trying to get back to Louisi	ana

	E	A
	To see my Rose and get to know my	son

	D	A
	Give my love to Rose please won't you	mister

	E	A
	Take her all my money, tell her to	buy some pretty clothes

	D	A
	Tell my boy his daddy's so proud	of him

	E	A
	And don't forget to give my love to	Rose

	A	E	A	A	E	A
	Tell them I said	thanks for waiting	for me -	Tell my boy to	help his mom at	home

	D	A	E
	Tell my Rose to try to find	another -	For it ain't right that she should live alone

	A	E	A	A	E	A
	Mister here's a	bag with all my	money -	It won't last them	long the way it	goes

	D	A	E	A
	God bless you for finding me this	morning -	And don't forget to give my love to	Rose

	D	A
	Give my love to Rose please won't you	mister

	E	A
	Take her all my money, tell her to	buy some pretty clothes

	D	A
	Tell my boy his daddy's so proud	of him

	E	A
	And don't forget to give my love to	Rose

84. The Highwayman

Jimmy Webb / the Highwaymen (J. Cash et.al.): Highwayman (1985)

	Intro:	\|:	Bm	A	G	A	:\|

Verse 1: (Willie Nelson / Martin)

Bm

A

/

G

/

Bm7

/ / /

A

/

G

/

A

/ / /

I was a

highway

man

,

a

long the

coach roads

I did

ride,

Sword

and

pistol

by my

side,

	Em	/	Bm	/	A	/	G	/ / /
	Many	a	young maid	lost her	baubles	to my	trade,

	Em	/	Bm	/	A	/	G	/ / /
	Many	a	soldier	shed his	lifeblood	on my	blade,

Bm

/

A

/

G

A

D

/ | / /

/

A

/ / /

| / / / /

The

basterds

hung me

in the

spring of

twenty-

five,

But

I am

still a

live...

Verse 2: (Kris Kristofferson / Klausdieter)

	Bm	A	G	Bm7	A	G	A
	I was a	sailor, I was	born upon the	tide,	With the	sea I did a	bide,

	Em	Bm	A	G
	I sailed a	schooner round the	horn of Mexi	co,

	Em	Bm	A	G
	I went a	loft and furled the	main sail in a	blow,

	Bm		A	G	Bm	D	A
		And when the	yards broke off they	said that	I've got	killed, But I am living	still...

Verse 3: (Waylon Jennings / Jürgen)

	Bm	A	G	Bm7	A	G	A
	I was a	dam builder,	across the river deep and	wide,	Where steel and	water did col	lide,

	Em	Bm	A	G
	A place called	Boulder on the	wild Colora	do,

	Em	Bm	A	G
	I slipped and	fell into the	wet concrete be	low,

	Bm		A	G	Bm	D	A
		They buried	me in that gray	tomb that	knows no	sounds, But I am still a	round...

A

D

D/C#

Bm7

A

G

D/F#

Em

/ / /

G

A

D

I'll always be a

round, and a

round

	solo: \|:	Bm	A	G	A	:\|

Verse 4: (Johnny Cash / Peter)

	Bm	A	G	Bm7	A	G	A
	I'll fly a	starship '	cross the universe di	vide,	And when I	reach the other	side,

	Em	Bm	A	G
	I'll find a	place to rest my	spirit if I	can,

	Em	Bm	A	G
	Perhaps I	may become a	highwayman a	gain,

	Bm		A	G	Bm	D	A
		Or I may	simply be a	single	drop of	rain, But I will re	main...

A

D

D/C#

Bm7

A

G

D/F#

Em

/ / /

G

A

D

And I'll be back a

gain, and a

gain

85. Hurt

Trent Reznor / Nine Inch Nails: The Downward Spiral (1994); Johnny Cash (2002)

	Am		C	D	Am	C	D	Am
		I	hurt my	self to	day - to	see if	I still	feel.

	C	D	Am	C	D	Am
I	focus	on the	pain - the	only	thing that's	real.

	C	D	Am	C	D	Am
The	needle	tears a	hole - the	old fa	miliar	sting.

	C	D	Am	C	D	G	Am
Try to	kill it	all a	way - but I re	member	every	thing	!

	Am	F	C	G
	What have I be	come -	my sweetest	friend?

	Am	F	C	G
	Everyone I	know - goes a	way in the	end!

	Am	F	C	G
	And you could have it	all -	my empire of	dirt.

	Am	F	C	G	C
	I will let you	down -	I will make you	hurt	!

Solo

	Am	...	C

	C	D	Am	C	D	Am
	I wear this	crown of	thorns - u	pon my	liars	chair

	C	D	Am	C	D	Am
	Full of	broken	thoughts -	I can	not re	pair

	C	D	Am	C	D	Am
Be	neath the	stains of	time - the	feelings	disap	pear

	C	D	Am	C	D	G	Am
	You are	someone	else -	I am	still right	here	.

	Am	F	C	G
	What have I be	come -	my sweetest	friend?

	Am	F	C	G
	Everyone I	know - goes a	way in the	end!

	Am	F	C	G
	And you could have it	all -	my empire of	dirt.

	Am	F	C	G
	I will let you	down -	I will make you	hurt!

	Am	F	C	G
	If I could start a	gain -	A million miles a	way

	Am	F	C	G
	I would keep my	self -	I would find a	way

86. If I Were A Carpenter

Tim Hardin / Johnny Cash

	D	C
	If I were a	carpenter

	G	D
	and you were a	lady,

	D	C
	Would you marry me	anyway?

	G	D
	Would you have my	baby?

	D	C
	If a tinker	were my trade

	G	D
	would you still	find me,

	D	C
	carrying the	pots I made,

	G	D
	following be	hind me.

	C	D
	Save my love through	loneliness,

	C	D/F#
	Save my love for	sorrow,

	D	C
	I'm givin' you my	onlyness,

	G	D
	Come give me your's to	morrow.

If I worked my hands in wood,

Would you still love me?

Answer me babe, "Yes I would,

I'll put you above me."

If I were a miller

at a mill wheel grinding,

would you miss your color box,

and your soft shoe shining?

Save my love...

If I were a carpenter

and you were a lady,

Would you marry me anyway,

Would you have my baby?

Would you marry anyway,

Would you have my baby?

87. Jackson

Johnny Cash & June Carter

	C
	We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout

	C7
We've been talking 'bout Jackson	ever since the fire went out

	C	F	C
	I'm going to	Jackson, gonna mess a	round!

	F	G7	C
Yeah, I'm going to	Jackson,	look out Jackson	town!

	C
	Go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health.

	C7
Go play your hand, you big talking man, and make a	big fool of yourself!

	C	F	C
	Yeah, go to	Jackson, go comb your	hair!

	F	G7	C
Yeah, I'm gonna	snow ball Jackson,	see if I	care.

	C
	When I breeze into that city, people gonna stop and bow.

	C7
All them women gonna make me	teach 'em what they don't know how.

	C	F	C
	Aaw, I'm going to	Jackson, turn aloose of my	coat,

	F	G7	C
Yeah, I'm going to	Jackson, good	bye, that's all she	wrote.

	C
	I'm gonna laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a pony keg.

	C7
They'll lead ya' round town like a scalded hound, with your	tail tucked between your legs!

	C	F	C
	Yeah, go to	Jackson, you big talking	man,

	F	G7	C
and I'll be waiting in	Jackson, be	hind my japan(Japan)	fan.

	C
	We got married in a fever hotter than a pepper sprout.

	C7
We've been talking 'bout Jackson	ever since the fire went out.

	C	F	C
	I'm going to	Jackson, and that's a	fact

	F	G7	C
yeah, I'm going to	Jackson,	ain't never comin'	back!

88. Like The 309

Johnny Cash / Jhnny Cash: American V - A Hundred Highways (2006)

	A	-
		It should be a while before I see doctor death, So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath.

	A	-
		Well I'm not the crying nor the whining kind, 'Til I hear the whistle of the Three-Oh-Nine.

	-	D	A	C	A
	Of the Three-Oh-	Nine, of the Three-Oh-	Nine. Put me and my box on the	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	A	C	A
	Take me to the depot, Put me to bed, Blow an electric fan on my	knarly old	head.

	A	C	A
	Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine, Then load my box on the	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	D	A	C	A
On the Three-Oh-	Nine, on the Three-Oh-	Nine. Put me and my box on the	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	(solo I) \|:	A		C		A	:\|

	A	C	A
	Hey sweet baby kiss me hard, Draw my bath water,	Sweep my	yard.

	A	C	A
	Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow, I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my	journey	now

	D	A
On the Three-Oh-	Nine, On the Three-Oh-	Nine.

	A	C	A
	I hear the sound of a railroad train, The whistle blows and I'm	gone	again.

	A	C	A
	It will take me higher than a Georgia pine, Stand back children it's a	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	D	A	C	A
It's a Three-Oh-	Nine, It's a Three-Oh-	Nine. Put me and my box on a	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	(solo II) \|:	A		C		A	:\|

	A	C	A
	A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn, I haven't felt this good since	jubilee	morn'.

	A	C	A
	Talk about luck, well I got mine, Asthma comin' down like the	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	A	C	A
	Write me a letter, sing me a song, Tell me all about it what	I did	wrong.

	A	C	A
	Meanwhile I will be doing fine, Then load my box on the	Three-Oh-	Nine.

	D	A	C	A
On the Three-Oh-	Nine, On the Three-Oh-	Nine. Gonna get outta here on the	Three-Oh-	Nine.

89. Man in Black

Johnny Cash

	G	A
Well, you	wonder why I always dress in black, Why you never see bright colors on my	back,

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
And	why does my ap	pearance seem to	have a sombre	tone,Well, there's a	reason for the things that I have	on.

	G	A
I	wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of	town.

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
I	wear it for the	prisoner, who has	long paid for his	crime, But is	there because he's a victim of the	times.

	G	A
I	wear the black for those who've never read, Or listened to the words that Jesus	said,

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
A	bout the road to	happiness, through	love and chari	ty, Why you'd	think he's talking straight to you and	me.

	G	A
Well, we're	doin' mighty fine, I do suppose, In our streak-of-lightnin' cars and fancy	clothes,

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
But	just so we're re	minded, of the	ones who are held	back, Up	front there ought'a be a man in	black.

	G	A
I	wear it for the sick and lonely old, For the reckless ones, whose bad trip left them	cold,

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
I	wear the black in	mournin' for the	lives that could have	been, Each	week we lose a hundred fine young	men.

	G	A
I	wear it for the thousands who have died, Believin' that the Lord was on their	side!

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
I	wear it for an	other hundred	thousand who have	died, Be	lievin' that we all were on their	side.

	G	A
Well, there's	things that never will be right, I know, and Things need changin' ev'rywhere you	go,

	C	G	C	G	A	D		D7
But '	til we start to	make a move, to	make a few things	right, You'll	never see me wear a suit of	white.

	G	A
Oh, I'd	love to wear a rainbow every day, and Tell the world that ev'rything's	OK!

	C	G	C	G	A	D7	G
But I'll	try to carry	off a little	darkness on my	back, 'Til things are	brighter,	I'm the man in	black.

90. One

Bono, Adam Clayton, The Edge, Larry Mullen /Johnny Cash (2000)

	Am		D		F		G
	/	/	/	/	/	/	/	/

	Am	D	F	G	Am
	Is it getting	better	Or do you feel the	same

	D	F	G
Will it make it	easier on you now	You got someone to	blame

	C	Am	F
You say	One love	- One life	-

	C
When it's one need	- in the night

	Am
It's one love - We got to	share it -

	F	C
It	leaves you baby - If you don't	care for it!

	Am / D / F / G

Did I disappoint you, Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?

You act like you never had love; And you want me to go without!

Well it's too late - tonight -

To drag the past out - into the light

We're one - but we're not the same -

We got to carry each other - carry each other

-One-

Have you come here for forgiveness, Have you come to raise the dead?

Have you come here to play Jesus To the lepers in your head?

Did I ask too much - more than a lot?

You gave me nothing - now it's all I got!

We're one - but we're not the same!

We hurt each other - then we do it again!

You say:

Bridge

	C	Am
	Love is a temple.	Love the higher law.

	C	Am
	Love is a temple.	Love the higher law.

	C	G
	You ask me to enter.	But then you make me crawl.

	F
And I can't be holding on	To what you got

	C
When all you got is	hurt

One love - One blood - One life - You got to do what you should

One life - With each other - Sisters - Brothers

One life - But we're not the same

We got to carry each other - Carry each other

One - One.

91. Ring of Fire

June Carter & Merle Kilgore / Johnny Cash (1963); Eric Burdon (1969)

Intro:

G

C

G

C

G

|:

/

|

/

:|

	G	C	G	C	G	C	G	C	G
	Love is a	burnin'	thing and	it	makes a	fiery	ring.

	G	C	G	C	G	C	G
	Bound by	wild de	sire		I fell into your	ring of	fire

	D	C	G
	I fell into a	burnin' ring of	fire

	D	C	G
I went	down, down, down and the	flames, they got	higher

	C	G	Am	G
And it burns, burns, burns, that	ring of	fire, that	ring of	fire.

Solo

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire

I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher

And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire.

The taste of love is sweet, when hearts like ours meet.

I fell for you like a child, Oooh, but the fire went wild.

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire

I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher

And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire.

Capo I

92. Rock Island Line

Huddie Ledbetter/ Johnny Cash with his Hot and Blue Guitar (1957)

spoken

	E
	Now this here's a story about the Rock Island Line.

Well the Rock Island Line she runs down into New Orleans.

There's a big tollgate down there and you know

If you got certain things on board when you go through the tollgate

Well you don't have to pay the man no toll.

Well a train driver he pulled up to the tollgate

And a man hollered and asked him what all he had on board and said:

"I got livestock - I got livestock - I got cows, I got pigs

I got sheep, I got mules - I got all live stock!"

spoken

Well he said: "You're alright boy you don't have to pay no toll

You can just go right on through!" So he went on through the tollgate.

Faster

And as he went through he started pickin' up a little bit of speed

Pickin' up a little bit of steam

He got on through he turned and looked back at the man he said:

"Well I fooled you - I fooled you - I got pigiron

I got pigiron - I got old pigiron."

	E
	Down the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road

	B7	E
Rock Island Line it's the	road to	ride - Rock Island Line it's a mighty good road

Well if you ride it you got to ride it like you find it

	B7	E
Get your ticket at the station for the	Rock Island	Line

Looked cloudy in the west and it looked like rain - Round the curve came a passenger train.

	B7	E
North bound train on a southbound track - He's alright a leavin' but he	won't be	back.

Well the Rock Island Line she's a mighy good road

Rock Island Line it's the road to ride - Rock Island Line is a mighty good road

Well if you ride it you got to ride it like you find it

Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line.

	B7	E
Well I may be right and I may be wrong - But you're gonna miss me	when I'm	gone.

Well the engineer said before he died: There were two more drinks that he'd like to try!

	B7	E
The conductor said: what could they be - A hot cup of coffee and a	cold glass of	tea!

Well the Rock Island Line she's a mighty good road

Rock Island Line is the road to ride - Rock Island Line is a mighty good road

Well if you ride it you got to ride it like you find it

Get your ticket at the station for The Rock Island Line

Capo III

93. San Quentin

Johnny Cash / Johnny Cash at San Quentin (1967)

spoken

An' - I was thinkin' about you guys yesterday.

Now, I been here three times before, an' I think I understand a little

about how you feel about some things.

It's none of my business how you feel about some other things

I don't give a damn how you feel about some other things!

But anyway, I tried to put myself in your place,

and I believe this is the way that I would feel about San Quentin.

	G	D	G
San	Quentin, you've been	livin' hell to	me

	G	C	G
You'	ve hosted me since	nineteen sixty	three

	C	G
I've	seen 'em come and go and I've seen them	die

	G	D	G
And	long ago I	stopped askin'	why!

San Quentin, I hate ev'ry inch of you.

You've cut me and you scarred me thru an' thru.

And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man;

Mister Congressman you can't understand.

solo

"San Quentin! San Quentin"

San Quentin, what good do you think you do?

Do you think I'll be different when you're through?

You bent my heart and mind and you work my soul,

And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.

San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.

May your walls fall and may I live to tell.

May all the world forget you ever stood.

And may all the world regret you did no good.

San Quentin, I hate ev'ry edge of you!

94. A Thing Called Love

Jerry Hubbard / Johnny Cash

	C	Bb	F	G
		Huuh	Laah A Thing called	Love

	C
Six-foot-	six, he stood on the ground,

He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds,

	F	G	C
But I saw that	giant of a man brought	down to his knees by	love.

	C
	He was the kind of a man that would gamble on luck,

Look you in the eye and never back up,

	F	G	C
But I saw him	cryin' like a little whipped	pup' because of	love.

	C	F
	You can't see it with your eyes; hold it in your	hand;

	Em	Am
But like the	wind that covers our	land;

	F	G
Strong enough to	rule the heart of any man, This thing called	love.

	C	F
It can lift you	up; never let you	down;

	Em	Am
Take your	world and turn it all	around.

	C	G	C
Ever since	time nothing's ever been	found, That's stronger than	love.

	Bb	F	G
	Huuh	Laah A Thing called	Love

Most men are like me, they struggle in doubt,

They trouble their minds, they in and they out,

Too busy with livin' to worry about a little word like love.

But when I see a mother's tenderness,

As she holds her young close to her breast,

Then I thank God that the world's been blessed, With a thing called love.

You can't see it with your eyes...

Ever since time nothing's ever been found,

That's stronger than love...

95. I Walk the Line

Johnny Cash (1956)

	Intro:	E	A	D	A	E	B7	E

	E	B7	E
	I keep a	close watch on this heart of	mine

	B7	E
I keep my	eyes wide open all the	time.

	A	E
I keep the	ends out for the tie that	binds

	B7	E	A
Because you're	mine, I walk the	line!

	A	E7	A
	I find it	very, very easy to be	true

	E7	A
I find my-	self alone when each day is	through

	D	A
Yes, I'll	admit that I'm a fool for	you

	E7	A	D
Because you're	mine, I walk the	line!

	D	A7	D
	As sure as	night is dark and day is	light

	A7	D
I keep you	on my mind both day and	night

	G	D
And happi-	ness I've known proves that it's	right

	A7	D	A
Because you're	mine, I walk the	line!

	A	E7	A
	You've got a	way to keep me on your	side

	E7	A
You give me	cause for love that I can't	hide

	D	A
For you I	know I'd even try to turn the	tide

	E7	A	E
Because you're	mine, I walk the	line!

	E	B7	E
	I keep a	close watch on this heart of	mine

	B7	E
I keep my	eyes wide open all the	time.

	A	E
I keep the	ends out for the tie that	binds

	B7	E
Because you're	mine, I walk the	line!

96. Wanted Man

Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan / Johnny Cash

(Capo III)

	C		D		G		G7		F		C

	C	D
Wanted	man in California, Wanted	man in Buffalo,

	G	G7	F	C
Wanted	man in Kansas	City, Wanted	man in Ohi	o,

	C	D
Wanted	man in Mississippi, Wanted	man in ol' Cheyenne,

	G	G7	F	C
Wher	ever you might	look tonight You might	see this wanted	man!

	C	D
I might	be in Colorado, Or	Georgia by the sea;

	G	G7	F	C
Working	for some man who	may not know At	all who I might	be.

	C	D
If you	ever see me coming And if	you know who I am

	G	G7	F	C
Don't you	breathe it to no	body 'Cause you	know I'm on the	lamb.

	C	D
Wanted	man by Lucy Watson, Wanted	man by Jeannie Brown,

	G	G7	F	C
Wanted	man by Nellie	Johnson, Wanted	man in this Tex-	town.

I've had all that I wanted Of a lot of things I've had

And a lot more than I needed Of some things that turned out bad.

I got sidetracked in El Paso, Stopped to get myself a map.

Went the wrong way in Pleura with Juanita on my back.

Then I went to sleep in Shreveport, Woke up in Abilene,

Wonderin' why the hell I'm wanted At some town half way in between.

Wanted man in Albuquerque, Wanted man in Syracuse,

Wanted man in Tallahassee, Wanted man in Baton Rouge.

There's somebody set to grab me Anywhere that I might be,

And wherever you might look tonight You might get a glimpse of me.

Wanted man in California, Wanted man in Buffalo,

Wanted man in Kansas City, Wanted man in Ohio.

Wanted man in Mississippi, Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne,

Wherever you might look tonight You might see this wanted man!

97. When I'm Gray

R. Scott, H. Sanders / Johnny Cash: Legend (2005)

	A		E		A		D		A

	A	D	A
When a	rocking chair is	all that	move's me

	D	E
And a walking cane is	all I want to	lean on;

	A	D	A	F#m
When the	kids are grown and	on their own and	blackbird's have flown a	way,

	A	E	A		D		A
Will you still	love me	when I'm	gray?

When conversation's down to the weather

And the running of the mail is a real big deal;

When "I Love You" slips my mind at least every other day -

Will you still love me when I'm gray?

When I look at you I know I'll always love you,

Though the year's may make my memories fade at times.

When my body's broken down, can I count on you to stay?

Will you still love me when I'm gray?

When the thought of a cup of coffee in the morning

Does strange things to my body and my mind;

And all my arms can reach for is the place where my pills lay,

Will you still love me when I'm gray?

When I look at you I know I'll always love you.

Though the years may make my memories fade at times.

When my body's broken down, can I count on you to stay?

Will you still love me when I'm gray?

98. Hit The Road, Jack

Percy Mayfield / Ray Charles (1961)

	Am	G	F	E
	/ /	/ /	/ /	/ / (repeat)

	Am	G	F	E	Am	G	F	E
Hit the	road,	Jack and	don't you come	back no	more, no	more, no	more, no	more

	Am	G	F	E	Am	(...)
Hit the	road,	Jack and	don't you come	back no mo-	o-o-o-	ore

What'd you say?

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more

Woo!

Woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean

You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen

I guess if you say so

I'd have to pack my things and go

That's right!

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back, no more

What'd you say?

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more

Now baby, listen, baby, don't ya treat me this way

Cause I'll be back on my feet some day

Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood

You ain't got no money you just ain't no good

Well, I guess if you say so

I'd have to pack my things and go

That's right!

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more

What you say?

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more

Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more

Well

Don't you come back no more - Uh, what'd you say?

Don't you come back no more - I didn't understand you!

Don't you come back no more - You can't mean that!

Don't you come back no more - Oh, no baby, please!

Don't you come back no more - What you tryin' to do to me?

Don't you come back no more - Oh, don't treat me like that!

Don't you come back no more - ...

99. I Don't Need no Doctor

Ray Charles

	C	Eb	F

	C	Eb	F
	I don't need no doctor

	C	Eb	F
	My prescriptions don't get filled.

	F	Ab	Bb
	I don't need no doctor

	F	Ab	Bb
	My prescirptions don't get filled.

	C	Eb	F

	G	F#	F	n.c.	C	Eb	F
	All I	need is my	baby	cause I'm in misery.

I don't need no doctor

Cause I know what's ailing me.

I don't need no doctor

Cause I know what's ailing me.

All I need is my baby cause I'm in misery.

Well, the doctor said I need rest (ooh ooh)

Put me on a critical list (ooh ooh)

To keep me safe from harm (ooh ooh)

All I need is my baby's sweet charms. (ooh ooh)

He gave me a medicated lotion, it was no good.

100. Summertime Blues

Eddie Cochran

	E	A	B7	E	A	B7	E
	/ / /	/	/ / /	/ / / /	/	/ / /	/

	E	E	A	B7	E
	I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler.

	E	E	A	B7	E
About a-	workin' all summer, just to try to earn a dollar.

	A
	Every time I call my baby, try to get a date;

	-	E	-
My boss says:	No dice son, you gotta work late.	/ /

	A
	Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do,

	E	-
But there	ain't	no cure for the summertime blues!

	E	A	B7	E	A	B7	E
	/ / /	/	/ / /	/ / / /	/	/ / /	/

	E	E	A	B7	E
	Well my ma' and pappa told me: Son, you gotta make some money

	E	E	A	B7	E
	If you wanna use the car to go a-ridin' next sunday.

	A
	Well I didn't go to to work, told the boss I was sick!

	-	E	-
So	you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick!	/ /

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do,

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues!

	E	E	A	B7	E
	I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation.

	E	E	A	B7	E
	I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations.

	A
	Well I called my congressman and he said; quote:

	-	E	-
I'd	like to help you son, but you're too young to vote!	/ /

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do,

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues!

101. So Long, Marianne

Leonard Cohen / Songs of Leonard Cohen (1967)

	A	Bm	D	A
Come	over to the window, my little	darling,	I'd like to try to read your	palm.

	G	D	F#m	E	Esus4	E
	I used to think I was some kind of	Gypsy boy,	Before I let you take me	home.

	E7	A	F#m
		So long, Marianne,	it's time that we began to

E

Esus4

E

E7

E

Esus4

E

E7

A

Asus4

A

Asus4

A

Laugh

and

cry

and

cry

and

laugh a

bout it all a

gain.

Well you know that I love to live with you, but you make me forget so very much.

I forget to pray for the angels and then the angels forget to pray for us.

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

We met when we were almost young, deep in the green lilac park.

You held on to me like I was a crucifix, as we went kneeling through the dark.

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

Your letters they all say that you're beside me now, Then, why do I feel alone?

I'm standing on a ledge and your fine spider web is fastening my ankle to a stone.

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

For now I need your hidden love, I'm cold as a new razor blade.

You left when I told you I was curious, I never said that I was brave.

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

Oh, you are really such a pretty one; I see you've gone and changed your name again.

And just when I climbed this whole mountainside, to wash my eyelids in the rain!

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

Laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

Oh your eyes, well I forgot Your eyes; Your body's at home in every sea.

How come you gave away your news to everyone, that you said was a secret for me.

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

If you leave, where will I keep you then? In my heart as some men say.

But I who was born to love everyone, why should I keep you so far away?

So long, Marianne, it's time that we began to

laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again.

102. Suzanne

Leonard Cohen

	E
	Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river,

	F#m
You can	hear the boat go by, and you spend the night beside her.

	E
And you	know that she's half crazy, but that's why you want to be there

	G#m	A
And she	feeds you tea and oranges that come	all the way from China.

	E	F#m
And	when you mean to tell her that you	have no love to give her.

	E
Then she	gets you on her wave-length

	F#m	E
And she	lets the river answer that you’ve	always been her lover.

	G#m	A
And you	want to travel with her, and you	want to travel blind,

	E	F#m
And you	know she will trust you for you’ve	touched her perfect body

	E
With your	mind.

And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water.

And he spend a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower.

And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him

He said: "All men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them".

But he himself was broken long bevor the sky war open

Forsaken, almost human,

He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone.

And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind

And you think maybe you'll trust him for he's touched you perfect body

With his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river

She is wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters.

And the sun pours down like honey for our lady of the harbour,

and she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers.

There are heros in the seaweed, there are children in the morning

They are leaning out for love

And they will lean that way forever, while Suzanne holds the mirror.

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind,

And you know that you can trust her for she's touched your perfect body

With her mind.

103. White Room

Jack Bruce, Pete Brown / Cream: Wheels of Fire (1968)

	Dm	C	Am	G	Dm	C	Am	G	Em
	Ah	Ah	Ah	Ah -	Ah A	h	Ah	Ah	Ah

	Am	C	D	F	-	G	Am	C		D
In the	white room	with black	curtains			near the	stations.

F

-

G

Am

C

D

F

-

G

Am

C

D

Blackroof

country,

no gold

pavements

,

tired

starlings,

F

-

G

Am

C

D

F

-

G

Am

C

D

Silver

horses

run down

moonbeams

in your

dark eyes.

F

-

G

Am

C

D

F

-

G

Am

C

D

Dawnlight

smiles

on your

leaving

,

my con

tentment.

	F	G	D	F	E
	I'll	wait in this	place where the	sun never	shines.

	G	D	F	G	A	A
	Wait in this	place where the	shadows	run from them	selves.

You said no strings could secure you at the stations.

Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.

I walked into such a sad time at the station.

As I walked out felt my own need just beginning.

I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back.

I'll wait for you where the shadows run from themselves.

	Dm	C	Am	G	Dm	C	Am	G	Em
	Ah	Ah	Ah	Ah -	Ah A	h	Ah	Ah	Ah

At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd.

Consolation from the old wound now forgotten.

Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.

She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.

I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd,

Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.

	Dm	C	Am	G	Dm	C	Am	G	Em	Am
	Ah	Ah	Ah	Ah -	Ah	Ah	Ah	Ah	Ah	Ah

Solo:

	\|:	Am	C	D	F	-	G	:\|

repeat & fade out

104. Bad Moon Rising

John Fogerty/Creedence Clearwater Revival: Green River (1969)

Intro riff

	\|:	D	A	G	D	D6	D	D6	D	D6	:\|
		// /	/	/	//	/	/	/	/	/

	D	A	G	D	D	D6	D	D6	D
	I see a	bad	moon a-	risin'.

	D	A	G	D	D	D6	D	D6	D
	I see	trouble's	on the	way.

	D	A	G	D	D	D6	D	D6	D
	I see	earth	quakes and	lightnin'.

	D	A	G	D	D	D6	D	D6	D
	I see	bad	times	today.

	G	D
	Don't go round tonight, it's	bound to take your life,

	A	G	D	D	D6	D	D6	D
	There's a	bad moon on the	rise!

I hear hurricanes a blowin'

I know the end is comin' soon.

I feel the river's overflowin'

I hear the voice of rage and ruin.

Don't go round tonight, it's bound to take your life,

There's a bad moon on the rise!

	Solo:	\|:	D	A	G	D	D6	D	D6	D	:\|

	G	D	A	G	D	D6	D	D6	D	Intro riff

Hope you got your things together.

Hope you're quite well prepared to die.

Looks like we're in for nasty weather.

One eye is taken for an eye.

Don't go round tonight, it's bound to take your life,

There's a bad moon on the rise!

	G	D
	Don't go round tonight, it's	bound to take your life,

	A	G	D	A	G	D	(Intro Riff)
	There's a	bad moon on the	rise!

105. Lodi

John Fogerty / Creedence Clearwater Revival: Green River (1969)

	(intro)		G	D	C	G
		\|	/ / / / \| / / / / \|	/ /	/ / \|	/ / / / \|

	G
	Just about a year ago,

	C	G
I	set out on the	road.

	G/F#	Em
Seekin' my	fame and	fortune

	Am	D
And	lookin' for a pot of	gold.

	G	Em
	Things got bad, and	things got worse,

	C	G
I	guess you know the	tune.

	D	C	G	(fill in)
Oh, Lord,	stuck in Lodi a	gain.

I rode in on a Greyhound,

I'll be walkin' out if I go.

I was just passin' through,

Must be seven months or more.

Ran out of time and money,

Looks like they took my friends.

Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

|

G

|

C

|

G

|

G

|

D

C

|

G

|

The man from the magazine

Said I was on my way.

Somewhere I lost connection,

Ran out of songs to play.

I came into town on a one-night stand,

Looks like my plans fell through.

Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

	D		A		E		A		A

	A
	If I only had a dollar

	D	A
For	every song I've	sung,

	A	A/G#	F#m
And	every	time I	had to play

	Bm	E
While	people sat there	drunk.

	A	A/G#	F#m
You	know I'd	catch the	next train

	D	A
	Back to where I	live

	E	D	A
Oh, Lord,	stuck in Lodi a	gain

	E	D	A
Oh, Lord,	stuck in Lodi a	gain

A

D

A

E

D

A

G (intro) D C G (fill in) |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |------------------------|----------------|| |-0--0----1--|-1/3-3--3\-0--|-1--1--1---1--|-0--------|| |------------------------|----------------|| |-0--0----2--|-2/4-4--4\-0--|-2--2--2p0-0--|-0--------|| |----0-2-2b3-------2-0---|-0--------------|| |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |--2-------------------2-|------2-0---0---|| |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |------------------------|----------2-----|| |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |------------------------|----------------||

106. Looking Out my Backdoor

J.C. Fogerty / Creedence Clearwater Revival: Cosmo's Factory (1970)

	G	x	C	G	D	G

	G	Em
	Just got home from Illinois -	Lock the front door, oh boy,

	C	G	D
	Got to set	down take a	rest on the porch.

	G	Em
	Imagination sets in -	Pretty soon I'm singing:

	C	G	D	G
	Doo doo	doo looking	out my back	door.

	G	Em
There's a	giant doing cartwheels, a	statue wearing high heels.

	C	G	D
	Look at all the	happy creatures	dancing on the lawn.

	G	Em
	Dinosaur victrola list'	ning to Buck Owens;

	C	G	D	G
	Doo doo	doo looking	out my back	door.

	D	C	G
	Tambourines and elephants are	playing in the	band.

	Em	D
Won't you take a ride	on the flying	spoon - doo doo doo doo.

	G	Em
	Wondrous apparitions pro	vided by a magician:

	C	G	D	G
	Doo doo	doo looking	out my back	door.

	D	C	G
	Tambourines and elephants are	playing in the	band.

	Em	D
Won't you take a ride	on the flying	spoon - doo doo doo doo.

	G	Em
	Wait until tomorrow to	day I'll buy no sorrow:

	C	G	D	G
	Doo doo	doo looking	out my back	door.

	G	Em
	Just got home from Illinois -	lock the front door, oh boy.

	C	G	D	(slow down)
	Look at all the	happy creatures	dancing on the lawn.

	G	Em
	Wait until tomorrow to	day I'll buy no sorrow:

	C	G	D	G	C		G		D		G
	Doo doo	doo looking	out my back	door.

107. Long as I can See the Light

John C. Fogerty /Creedence Clearwater Revival: Cosmo's Factory (1970)

		B	Bsus	B	B	E	F#	B
intro:	\|:	/ / / / \|	/ /	/ / :\|	/ / / / \|	/	/	/ / \|

	B	F#	B	Bsus	B
	Put a	candle in the	window

	B	G#m	B	F#
	Cause I	feel I've got to	move

	B	F#	E7
	Though I'm	goin',	goin' I'll be comin' home soon

	B	F#	B	E	F#
	Long as	I can see the	light

	B	F#	B	Bsus	B
	Pack my	bag and let's get	moving

	B	G#m	B	F#
	Cause I'm	bound to drift a	while

	B	F#	E7
	When I'm	gone,	gone you don't have to worry

	B	F#	B	E	F#
	Long as	I can see the	light

solo

	B	F#	B	Bsus	B
	Guess I've	got that old travelin'	bone

	B	G#m	B	F#
	Cause this	feeling won't leave me a	lone

	B	F#	E7
	But I	won't,	won't be losing my way

	B	F#	B	E	F#
	Long as	I can see the	light

bridge

B

E

F#

B

E

F#

B

E

F#

B

E

F#

B

- Yeah

-Yeah

- Oh Yeah

	B	F#	B	Bsus	B		B	G#m	B	F#
	Put a	candle in the	window			-	Cause I	feel I've got to	move

	B	F#	E7
	Though I'm	goin',	goin' I'll be comin' home soon

	B	F#	B	E	F#
	Long as	I can see the	light

108. Proud Mary

John Fogerty / Creedence Clearwater Revival (1969)

	C / / - /	A / -	C / / - /	A / -	C / / - /	A /	G /	F / / - / /	D /

	D
	Left a good job in the city, Workin for the man every night and day

And I never lost a minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been.

	A	Bm
	Big wheel keep on turnin' -	Proud Mary keep on burnin',

D

A

D

C

A

C

A

C

A

G

F

D

Rollin', rollin', rollin' on a

ri-

ver.

Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans,

But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

Big wheel a-keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin',

Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.

If you come down to the river, Bet you gonna find some people who live,

You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money, People on the river are happy to give.

Big wheel a-keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin',

Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.

109. Suzie Q.

Dale Hawkins / Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)

	Intro:	E7

	E7
	Oh, Suzie Q, oh Suzie Q,

	A	C7	B7	E7
Oh Suzie	Q, baby I love	you,	Suzie	Q!

	E7
	I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk.

	A	C7	B7	E7
I like the way you	walk, I like the way you	talk,	Suzie	Q!

	SOLO 1:	E7

	E7
	Say that you'll be true, say that you'll be true!

	A	C7	B7	E7
Say that you'll be	true and never leave me	blue	Suzie	Q!

	E7
	Say that you'll be mine, say that you'll be mine!

	A	C7	B7	E7
Say that you'll be	mine, baby, all the	time	Suzie	Q!

	SOLO 2:	E7
		huh - huh - huh

Oh, Suzie Q, oh Suzie Q, Oh Suzie Q, baby I love you, Suzie Q!

I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk.

I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Suzie Q!

Oh, Suzie Q, oh Suzie Q, Oh Suzie Q, baby I love you, Suzie Q!

	SOLO 3:	E7

	PART II:	E7	D	C7	E7	D	C7	E7

SOLO 4:

E7

D

C7

E7

D

C7

B7

E7

D

C7

E7

110. Chicago

Graham Nash / Crosby, Stills, Nash: Four Way Street

	\|:	Am	Am/f	Am	:\|
						So Your Brother's Bound And Gagged, And They've Chained Him To A Chair,

	G	Am
Won't You	Please Come To Chicago - Just To	Sing.

In A Land That's Known As Freedom How Can Such A Thing Be Fair?

	G	Am
Won't You	Please Come To Chicago, For The	Help That We Can Bring.

	G	F	Em	G	F	Em	D	Am
We Can	Cha -	ange The	World - Rear	ra -	ange The	World - It's	Dying - To Get	Better.

	Am
	Politicians Sit Yourselves Down, There's Nothing For You Here.

	G	Am
Won't You	Please Come To Chicago For A	Ride.

Don't Ask Jack To Help You, 'Cause He'll Turn The Other Ear.

	G	Am
Won't You	Please Come To Chicago Or Else	Join The Other Side.

	G	F	Em	G	F	Em	D
We Can	Cha -	ange The	World Rear	ra -	ange The	World - It's	Dying - -If you believe in justice!

	D	D
	Dying - And If You Believe In Freedom!	Dying - Let A Man Live His Own Life

	D	G	F	Am
	Dying- Rules And Regulations, Who Needs Them	-	Open Up The Door.

	Am
	Somehow People Must Be Free - I Hope The Day Comes Soon.

	G	Am
Won't You	Please Come To Chicago - Show Your	Face.

	Am
	From The Bottom Of The Ocean To The Mountains Of The Moon.

	G	Am
Won't You	Please Come To Chicago No One	Else Can Take Your Place.

	G	F	Em	G	F	Em	D
We Can	Cha -	ange The	World - Rear	ra -	ange The	World - It's	Dying - If You Believe In Justice

	D	D	D
	Dying - And If You Believe In Freedom -	Dying - Let A Man Live His Own Life	Dying

	G	F
Rules And Regulations, Who Needs Them	-	Open Up The Door.

111. Love the One You're With

Crosby, Stills and Nash

	\|:	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D	:\|

	D	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D
	When you're down		and confused

	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D
And you don't remember		who you're talking to

	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D
Concentration,		slips away

	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D
Because your baby		is so far away

	Bm	A	G
Well there's a	rose	in the fisted	glove,

	Bm	A	G
And the	eagle flies	with the	dove,

	Bm	A	G
And if you	can't be	with the one you	love, honey

	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D
Love the one you're with;		love the one you're with!

	Dsus4	D	Dsus2	D
Love the one you're with;		love the one you're with!

Don't be angry, don't be sad,

And don't sit crying over good times you've had.

There's a girl right next to you,

And she's just waiting for something to do

Well there's a rose in the fisted glove,

And the eagle flies with the dove,

And if you can't be with the one you love, honey

Love the one you're with; love the one you're with!

Bridge

	Am11	D6	Am11	D6	Am11	D6	D
	Doo d	oot	doot	doot	doot	doot	do doot

	Am11	D6	Am11	D6	Am11	D6	D
	Doo d	oot	doot	doot	doot	doot	do doot

	D	D
Do	do doot,	do do doot.

instrumental

Well there's a rose in the fisted glove,

And the eagle flies with the dove,

And if you can't be with the one you love, honey

Love the one you're with; love the one you're with!

Turn your heartache right into joy.

She's a girl, and you're a boy.

Get it together, make it nice.

You ain't gonna need any more advice

Well there's a rose in the fisted glove,

And the eagle flies with the dove,

And if you can't be with the one you love, honey

Love the one you're with; love the one you're with!

Bridge

Doo doot doot doot doot doot do doot.

Do do doot, do do doot.

112. Woodstock

Joni Mitchell / Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young: Déjà Vu (1970)

	E	E7	A7	A7/g
Well I	came across a	child of God, He was	walking along the	road;

	A7	A7/g	E	E7
When I	asked him: "Tell me where are you	going?" -- This he	told me:

	E	E7	A7	A7/g
Said "I am	going down to	Yasgur's farm -- Going to	join in a rock and roll	band

	A7	A7/2	E	E7
Got to	get back to the	land -- To set my	soul free!"

	A7/g	E7	A7/g	E7
We are	stardust, we are	golden -- We are	billion year old	carbon,

	G	D	A	A7/g	E7
And we've	got to get our	selves back to the	ga-	ar-	den!

Well then can I roam beside you? I have come to lose my smog,

And I feel myself a cog -- In something turning.

And maybe it's the time of year, Yes, and maybe it's the time of man!

And I don't know who I am -- But life is for learning.

We are stardust, we are golden -- We are billion year old carbon,

And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden!

Solo

We are stardust, we are golden -- We are billion year old carbon,

And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden!

By the time we got to Woodstock, We were half a million strong;

And everywhere there was a song -- And a celebration.

And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes -- Riding shotgun in the sky,

Turning into butterflies -- Above our nation.

We are stardust, we are golden, We are caught in the devil's bargain,

And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden!

113. Les champs élysées

Pierre Delanoe / Joe Dassin

intro:

Dm

G7

C

Am

Dm

G

C

	C	E7	Am	C7
Je m'	baladais sur l'	avenue,	le coeur ouvert à l'	inconnu.

	F	C	D7	G7
J'	avais envie de	dire bonjour à n'	importe	qui

	C	E7	Am	C7
N'	importe qui et	ce fut toi, je	t'ai dit n'	importe quoi,

	F	C	Dm	G7	C
Il	suffisait de	te parler, pour t'	appri	voi	ser.

	C	E7	Am	C7	F	C	D7	G7
	Aux	Champs-Ély	sées,	--	aux	Champs-Ély	sées!

	C	E7	Am	C7
	Au soleil,	sous la pluie,	à midi ou	à minuit,

	F	C	Dm	G7	C
	Il y a tout ce que	vous voulez aux	Champs-	Ély	sées.

	C	E7	Am	C7
	Tu m'as dit "J'ai	rendez-vous dans	un sous-sol a	vec des fous,

	F	C	D7	G7
Qui	vivent la	guitare à la main, du	soir au ma	tin".

	C	E7	Am	C7
A	lors je t'ai ac	compagnée, on	a chanté, on	a dansé

	F	C	Dm	G7	C
Et l'	on n'a même	pas pensé à	s'em	bras	ser

Aux Champs-Élysées, -- aux Champs-Élysées!

Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit,

Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Élysées.

	C	E7	Am	E7
Hi	er soir deux	inconnus et	ce matin sur l'	avenue,

	F	C	D7	G7
Deux	amoureux tout	étourdis par	la longue	nuit.

	C	E7	Am	C
Et	de l'Étoile à	la Concorde, un	orchestre à	mille cordes,

	F	C	Dm	G7	C
Tous	les oiseaux du	point du jour, chan	tent	l'a	mour

Aux Champs-Élysées...

114. Atlantis

Donovan Leitch

spoken

	C	D
	The continent of Atlantis was an island	which lay before the great flood

	F
In the	area we now call the Atlantic Ocean.

	C	G	C
	So great an area of land, that from	her western	shores, those beautiful sailors

	D
journeyed to the	south and the North Americas with ease,

	F	C
in their	ships with painted sails.

	G	C	D
	To the east	Africa was a neighbor across	a short strait of sea miles.

	F	C	G
	The great Egyptian age is but a rem	nant of the At	lantian culture.

	C
	The antedeluvian Kings colonised the world;

	D	Fmaj7
	All the Gods who play a part in the	mythological dramas in all legends

	C	G
from all	lands were from fair Atlantis.

	C	D
	Knowing her fate, Altantis sent out ships to all corners	of the earth.

	D	Fmaj7
	On board were the twelve, the poet,	the physician, the farmer, the scientist,

	C	G
the magi	cian, and the other so called	Gods of our legends.

	C
	Tho' Gods they were!

	D
And as the elders of our	time choose to remain blind,

	D	Fmaj7	C
	let us rejoice and let us	sing and dance and ring in the news.

	G
Hail Atlantis	!

	C	D	Fmaj7	C	G
	Way down below the	ocean,	where I wanna	be, she may	be!

Way down...

repeat and fade out

115. The Ballad Of A Crystal Man

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Fairytale (1965)

C/G'

F

C/E'

G/D'

C/C'

G/D'

C/E'

F

C/G'

F

C/E'

G/D'

C/C'

	C/G'	F	C/E'	G/D'	C/C'	G/D'	C/E'	F
	Walk along and	talk along, And	live your lives quite	freely.

	C/G'	F	C/E'	G/D'	C/C'	G/D'	C/E'
But	leave our children	with their toys, Of	peppermint and	candy.

	C/G'	F	C/E'	G/D'	C/C'
For	seagull, I don't	want your wings,	I don't want your	freedom, in a	lie.

Your thoughts they are of harlequin, Your speeches of quick-silver.

I read your faces like a poem, Kaleidoscope of hate words.

For seagull, I don't want your wings, I don't want your freedom, in a lie.

On the quilted battle-fields of soldiers, Dazzling made of toy tin.

The big bomb, like a child's hand, Could sweep them dead just so to win.

For seagull, I don't want your wings, I don't want your freedom, in a lie.

As you fill your glasses, With the wine of murdered Negroes.

Thinking not of beauty that, Spreads like morning sun-glow.

For seagull, I don't want your wings, I don't want your freedom, in a lie.

I pray your dreams of vivid screams, Of children dying slowly.

And as you polish up your guns, Your real self be re-flecting.

For seagull, I don't want your wings, I don't want your freedom, in a lie.

solo:

C/G'

F

C/E'

G/D'

C/C'

G/D'

C/E'

F

C/G'

F

C/E'

G/D'

C/C'

Vietnam; your latest game, You're playing with your blackest Queen.

Damn your souls and curse your grins, I stand here with a fading dream.

For seagull, I don't want your wings, I don't want your freedom, in a lie.

G5

C5/9

116. Catch the Wind

Donovan

	G5	C5/9
In the	chilly hours and	minutes

	G5	C5/9
of un	certainty I	want to be

	G5	C	D	G	D
	in the warm hold	of your	lovin'	mind.

	G5	C5/9
To	feel you all a	round me,

	G5	C5/9
and to	take your hand a	long the sand,

	G5	C	D	G	D
Ah,	but I may as well	try and	catch the	wind.

	Am	Em	C	D	D7
	De de de dee, de	De de de dee, de	De de de dee, de	Dee de	Dee

When sundown pales the sky

I want to hide a while behind your smile

And ev'rywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find.

For me to love you now

would be the sweetest thing, t'would make me sing,

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.

De de de dee...

When rain has hung the leaves with tears

I want you near to kill my fears

To help me to leave all my blues behind.

Standin' in your heart

is where I want to be and long to be,

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.

117. Colours

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Fairytale (1965)

	D
	Yellow is the colour of my true loves hair -

	G	D
in the	morning when we	rise;

	G	D
in the	morning when we	rise:

	A	G	D		G		D
That's the	time, that's the	time I love the	best.

Blue is the colour of the sky-y-y -

in the morning when we rise;

in the morning when we rise:

That's the time, that's the time I love the best.

Green is the colour of the sparklin' corn -

in the morning when we rise;

in the morning when we rise:

That's the time, that's the time I love the best.

Mellow is the feelin' that I get -

when I see her Mmhmm;

when I see her A-ha:

That's the time, that's the time I love the best.

guitar

Freedom is a word I rarely use -

Without thinkin' Mmhmm;

without thinkin' Mmhmm:

of the time, of the time when I've been loved.

118. Donna Donna

Aaron Zeitlin & Shalom Secunda -- english: Arthur Kevess & Teddi Schwartz

Donovan: What's Bin Did and What's Bin Hid (1965)

	Am	E	Am	E	Am	Dm	Am	E
	On a w	agon	bound for m	arket,	There's a	calf with a	mournful	eye.

	Am	E	Am	E	Am	Dm	E	Am
	High ab	ove him	there's a s	wallow	Winging s	wiftly t	hrough the	sky.

	G		Am	G	Am
		How the winds are	laughing, They	laugh with all their	might,

	G	Am	E		Am
	Laugh and laugh the	whole day through, And		half the summer's	night.

	E	Am	G	Am
	Dona, dona, dona,	donna;	Dona, dona, dona,	do.

	E	Am	E	Am
	Dona, dona, dona,	donna;	Dona, dona, dona,	do.

"Stop complaining," said the farmer, "Who told you a calf to be,

Why don't you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free?"

How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might,

Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night.

Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do.

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why,

But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly.

How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might,

Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night.

Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do.

C/B

119. Goldwatch Blues

Mick Softley / Donovan: Fairytale (1965)

Capo IV

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	I went up for my interview on the	fourth day	of Ju	ly.

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	Personnel man he questioned me un	til I	nearly	cried,

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	He made me fill in forms un	til I	shook with	fear:

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	About the colour of my toilet roll and	if my	cousin's	queer.

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	Here's your goldwatch and the	shackles	for your	chain,

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	And your piece of paper to	say you	left here	sane.

	Am	C	C/B	Am
	And if you've got a son who	wants a	good ca	reer:

	Am	(only one downstroke)	C	Em	Am
Just	get	him to sign on the dotted line and	work for	fifty	years.

He asked me how many jobs I'd had before.

He nearly had a heart attack when I answered: Four.

Four jobs in twenty years, oh, this can never be!

We only take on men who work until they die.

Here's your goldwatch...

He took me outside to where the gravestones stand in line.

This is where we bury them in quick-stone and in lime!

And if you come to work for us on this you must agree:

That if you're going to die please do it during tea-break.

Here's your goldwatch...

This story that you heard you may think rather queer,

But it is the truth you'll be surprised to hear.

I did not want no job upon the board:

I just wanted to take a broom and sweep the bloody floor.

Here's your goldwatch...

120. Hurdy Gurdy Man

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Hurdy Gurdy Man (1968)

	G	Bm	C	D
	Thrown like a star in	my vast sleep I	open my eyes to t	ake a peep

	G	Bm	C	D
	To find that I was	by the sea	gazing with tran	quility

	F	C	G
'Twas	then that the Hurdy	Gurdy Man came	singing songs of love.

	F	C	G	n.c.	G
	Then when the Hurdy	Gurdy Man came	singing songs	of	love.

	F	C	G	G
	Hurdy gurdy, hurdy	gurdy, hurdy gurdy	gurdy he	sang.

	F	C	G	G
	Hurdy gurdy, hurdy	gurdy, hurdy gurdy	gurdy he	sang.

	F	C	G	G		F		C		G
	Hurdy gurdy, hurdy	gurdy, hurdy gurdy	gurdy he	sang.

	G	Bm	C	D
	Histories of	ages past	unenlightened	shadows cast.

	G	Bm	C	D
	Down through all e	ternity the	crying of hu	manity.

	F	C	G
'Tis	then that the Hurdy	Gurdy Man comes	singing songs of love.

	F	C	G	n.c.	G
	Then that the Hurdy	Gurdy Man comes	singing songs	of	love.

Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy he sang...

3rd verse by George Harrison

	G	Bm	C	D
	When the truth gets	buried deep Be	neath a thousand	years of sleep,

	G	Bm	C	D
	Time demands a	turn-around And	once again the	truth is found:

	F	C	G
A	wakening the Hurdy	Gurdy Man Who comes	singing songs of love.

	F	C	G	n.c.	G
A	wakening the Hurdy	Gurdy Man Who comes	singing songs	of	love.

Hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy, hurdy gurdy gurdy he sang...

121. The Little Tin Soldier

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: (1967)

/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / Intro: e |--7--5--3--2--0--------|--7--5--3--2--0--------|-----3--------3--|--------3----------3--| B |--0--0--0--0--0--3--2--|--0--0--0--0--0--3--2--|--1--0--------0--|--------0----------0--| G |--0--0--0--0--0--0--0--|--0--0--0--0--0--0--0--|--0--0--------0--|--------0----------0--| D |-----------------0--0--|-----------------0--0--|--0--0--0--0--0--|--0--0--0----0--0--0--| A |-----------------------|-----------------------|-----2--0--0--2--|--0--0--2----0--0--2--| E |-----------------------|-----------------------|-----3--3--3--3--|--3--3--3----3--3--3--|

	G	Em	C	D
	Once in a town in the	Blackforest a	little white toy shop	stood,

	G	Em	C	D
And a	little tin soldier with	only one leg	lived in a castle of	wood.

	C	D	C	D
And	across the room on an	other shelve stood a	tiny glass	case,

	G	Em	C		D
And a	tiny ballerina	lived in there	-	all in a dress of	lace.

	C	D	C	D
And	from where the little tin	soldier stood they could	see each other so	clear,

	G	Em	C	D
And the	little tin soldier watched	over her	with a love so deep and	dear.

	Gm	Bm	Gm	Bm
	Then one day,	sadness came.	The tiny ballerina was	sold.

	Gm	Bm	Am
	The little tin soldier was thrown away, and	into the gutter he	rolled.

	Am	Em	Am	Em
	The water carried him	to the sea and	many far-off	lands;

	Am	Em	Am	Em
	He made many	children happy as he	passed through their tiny	hands

	G	Em	G	Em
And	then one day they	met again in a	town in the land of	Eire.

	G	Em	C	Am	D
And as the	clocks on the wall struck the	midnight hour they	jumped in	to the	fire.

	G	Em	G	Em
And	in that fire	they shall stay, Lord, for	ever and a	day.

	G	Em	C	D	intro
'Cause that	fire, oh Lord, is the	fire of love, just	like the	peace of	thy.

122. Season of the Witch

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Sunshine Superman (1966)

	\|:	A7	D7	:\|

	A7	D7	A7	D7	A7	D7
	When I look out my	window,	Many sights to	see.	And when I look in my	window,

	A7	D7	A7	D7	A7	D7
	So many different people to	be.	That it's	strange,	so	strange.

	A7	D7	A7	D7
	You've got to pick up every	stitch,	You've got to pick up every	stitch,

	A7	D7	A	D	E	A
	You've got to pick up every	stitch,	Mm-mmh,	must be the	season of the	witch,

	D	E	A	D	E	A7	D7		A7		D7
	must be the	season of the	witch, yeah,	must be the	season of the	witch.		-		-

When I look over my shoulder, What do you think I see? Some old cat looking over

His shoulder at me. And he's strange, Sure he's strange.

You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, yeah,

Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch.

Solo

You've got to pick up every stitch, Two rabbits running in the ditch,

Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

must be the season of the witch, must be the season of the witch. When I go.

When I look out my window, What do you think I see? And when I look in my window,

So many different people to be. It's strange, surely strange.

You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch,

Two rabbits running in the ditch, Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch. When I look.

When I look...

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123. Sunshine Superman

Donovan Leitch / Donovan (1966)

Capo I

	C7
	Sunshine came softly through my - a-window today.

	C7
	Could've tripped out easy a-but I've - a-changed my ways.

	F
	It'll take time I know it - but in a while:

	C7
	You're gonna be mine - and I know it, we'll do it in style!

	G7	F	C7
	'Cause I made my mind up you're	going to be mine! I'll tell you right	now:

Any trick in the book now baby; oh, that I can find!

Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me.

I can make like a turtle and dive for a-pearls in the sea.

Ah-you can just sit there thinkin' on your velvet throne, Yes,

About all the rainbows say you can - a-have for your own

'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine! I'll tell you right now:

Any trick in the book now baby; oh, that I can find!

Everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene.

When I say we'll be cool I think that you know what I mean!

We stood on the beach at sunset, do you remember when?

I know a beach where baby - a-it never ends!

When you've made your mind up forever to be mine. Mm-hm-hm-hm.

I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind!

'Cause I made my mind up: you're going to be mine! I tell you right now:

Any trick in the book now, baby, oh, that I can find!

Solo

	C7	F	C7	G7	F	C7

Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me.

I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea. Yep.

Ah-you-you-you can just sit there a-thinkin' on your velvet throne,

About all the rainbows say you can - a-have for your own;

When you've made your mind up forever to be mine: Mm-hm-hm-hm.

I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind!

When you've made your mind up forever to be mine: I'll pick up your hand;

I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind!

Blow your little mind...

124. Remember the Alamo

Jane Bowers/Donovan: What's Bin Did And What's Bin Hid (1965)

	C	G	C	F	C	C/D	C
A	hundred and	eighty were	challenged by	Travers to	die,

	C	G	C	F	C	C7
by a	line that he	drew with his	sword as the	battle drew	nigh.

	F	C	F	C
Every	man that stepped over the	line was for glory, and	he that was left better	fly,

	G	C	F	C	C7
and over the	line crossed one	hundred and	seventy	nine.

	F	Em
	Hey, up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers be	low,

	F	C	F	G	C
So the	rest of Texas will	know,	and re	member the	Alamo.

	C	G	C	F	C	C/D	C
Jim	Bowie lay	dying, his	blood and his	powder were	dry,

	G	C	F	C	C7
but his knife had been	willing to	take him a	few in re	ply.

	F	C	F	C
	Young Davey Crockett lay	laughing and dying, the	blood and the sweat in his	eye,

	G	C	F	C	C7
for Texas and	freedom a	man was more	willing to	die.

	F	Em
	Hey, up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers be	low,

	F	C	F	G	C
So the	rest of Texas will	know,	and re	member the	Alamo.

	C	G	C	F	C	C/D	C
A	courier	came, to	bellow once	bloody and	loud.

	G	C	F	C	C7
And found only	skin and	bones where he	once left a	crowd.

	F	C	F	C
Fear	not, little darling, of	dying, if the	world is sovereign and	free,

	G	C	F	C	C7
well, we'll fight to the	last as	long as	liberty	be.

	F	Em
	Hey, up Santa Anna, they're killing your soldiers be	low,

	F	C	F	C
So the	rest of Texas will	know,	and remember the	Alamo.

	F	G	C
	And re	member the	Alamo!

125. The Universal Soldier

Buffy St. Marie/Donovan

Intro: C Am D Dsus4 D D9 D e |-----------------0---2---3----2---0---2--| B |-------------1---1---3---3----3---3---3--| G |-0--0--------2---2---2---2----2---2---2--| D |-2--0--2--0--2-------0-------------------| A |-------3--2--0-------0-------------------| E |-----------------------------------------|

	C	D	G	Em
He's	five feet	two, and he's	six feet	four,

	C	D	G	G/A	G
he	fights with	missiles and with	spears.

	C	D	G	Em
He's	all of thirty-	one, and he's	only seven	teen,

	C	(intro)	Am	D	Dsus4	D	D9	D
he's been a	soldier	for a thousand	years.

	C	D	G	Em
He's a	Catholic, a	Hindu, and	atheist, a	Jain,

	C	D	G	G/A	G
a	Buddhist, and a	Baptist, and a	Jew.

	C	D	G	Em
And he	knows he shouldn't	kill, and he	knows he always	will,

	C	(intro)	Am	D	Dsus4	D	D9	D
kill you for	me, my	friend, and me for	you.

And he's fighting for Canada, he's fighting for France,

he's fighting for the USA.

And he's fighting for the Russians, and he's fighting for Japan,

and he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.

And he's fighting for democracy, he's fighting for the Reds,

he says, it's for the peace of all.

He's the one who must decide, who's to live and who's to die,

and he never sees the writing on the wall.

But without him how would Hitler have condemned them at Dachau,

without him Caesar would have stood alone.

He's the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war,

and without him all this killing can't go on.

He's the universal soldier and he really is to blame,

his orders come from far away no more,

they come from here and there and you and me -

and brothers can't you see,

this is not a way we put an end to war.

126. The War Drags On

Mick Softley / Donovan

	E	E7	A	E
	Let me tell you the	story of a	soldier named	Dan.

	E7	A	E
Went out to	fight the	good fight in	South Vietnam.

	E7	A	E
Went out to	fight for peace,	liberty and	all.

	E7	A	F#m		E
Went out to	fight for	equality,			hope let's go!

	Em7	E
	And the war	drags on!

Found himself involved in a sea of blood and bones.

Millions without faces - without hope and without homes.

And the guns they grew louder as they made dust out of bones.

That the flesh had long since left just as the people - left their homes.

And the war drags on!

They're just there to make the people free.

But the way that they're doing it, it don't seem like that to me.

Just more blood letting, and misery, and tears;

That this poor country's known for the last twenty years.

And the war drags on!

Last night young Dan had a nightmare it seems.

One that kept occurring and reoccurring in his dreams.

Millions of people running screaming and shouting loud;

And right overhead was a big mushroom cloud.

And there's no more war -

'Cause there's no more world -

And my tears keep fallin' down -

Like the rain - on to the blackened ground!

127. Light my Fire

The Doors/The Doors (1967)

	Am7	F#m7	Am7	F#m
You	know that it would be un	true - You	know that I would be a	liar

	Am7	F#m	Am7	F#m7
	If I was to say to	you -	Girl we couldn't get much	higher

	G	A	D	G	A	D	E	G	F#m	E
	Come on baby	light my	fire -	Come on baby	light my	fire	-	Try to set the	night on	fire!

	Am7	F#m7	Am7	F#m7
The	time to hesitate is	through - no	time to wallow in the	mire

	Am7	F#m	Am7	F#m7
	try now we can only	loose - and our	love become a funeral	pyre

	G	A	D	G	A	D	E	G	F#m	E
	Come on baby	light my	fire -	Come on baby	light my	fire	-	Try to set the	night on	fire!

The time to hesitate is through - no time to wallow in the mire

try now we can only loose - and our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby light my fire - Come on baby light my fire - Try to set the night on fire!

You know that it would be untrue - You know that I would be a liar

If I was to say to you - Girl we couldn't get much higher

Come on baby light my fire - Come on baby light my fire!

	G	A	D	G	A	D	E	G	F#m	E7
	try to set the	night on	fire -	try to set the	night on	fire	-	try to set the	night on	fire

Em6

Em7

Em9

B/A

C/A

D/A
⁵

128. Riders On The Storm

Jim Morrison, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, John Densmore / The Doors: L.A. Woman (1971)

	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em
	Riders on the	storm			- Riders on the	storm

	Am	B/A	C/A	D/A		Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em
In	to this house we're	born			- In	to this world we're	thrown

	D		C
Like	dog without a bone	- An	actor out on loan -

	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em
	Riders on the	storm.

There's a killer on the road - His brain is squirming like a toad.

Take a long holiday - Let your children play.

If you give this man a ride - Sweet family will die -

Killer on the road.

	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em

Gotta love your man - Girl, you gotta love your man.

Take him by the hand - Make him understand.

The world on you depends - Our life will never end -

You gotta love your man.

	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em	Em6	Em7	Em6	Em

	Em9	A	Em9		Em9	A	Em9
	Riders	on the	storm	-	Riders	on the	storm - ...

129. Alberta

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

	G	C/g	G
	/ /	/ /	/ / (repeat)

	Em	D	G	C/g	G
Al	berta let your	hair hang	low

	C	G	C/g	G
Alberta let your	hair hang	low

	C	G
I'll	give you more	gold

	G	G/f#	Em
Than your	apron	can	hold

	G	D	G	C/g	G
If you'd	only let your	hair hang	low

1 verse instrumental

Alberta what's on your mind

You keep me worried and bothered

All of the time

Alberta what's on your mind

Alberta don't you treat me unkind

Oh my heart is so sad

Cause I want you so bad

Alberta don't you treat me unkind

Alberta let your hair hang low

I'll give you more gold

Than your apron can hold

If you'll only let your hair hang low

130. All Along The Watchtower

Bob Dylan / Jimi Hendrix: Electric Ladyland (1967)

	\|:	Am			G	F	G		:\|
		////	/		/	////	/	/

	Am	G	F	G	Am
	"There must be some	kind of way	out of here,"	/ / / /	/

	G	F	G	Am
Said the	joker to the	thief:	/ / / /	/

"There's too much confusion,

I can't get no relief.

Businessmen, they drink my wine;

Plowmen dig my earth.

None of them along the line -

Know what any of it is worth!”

All along the watchtower,

Princes kept the view.

While all the women came and went,

Barefoot servants, too!

“No reason to get excited,”

The thief, he kindly spoke:

“There are many here among us

Who feel that life is but a joke.

But you and I, we’ve been through that,

And this is not our fate!

So let us not talk falsely now,

the hour is getting late!”

All along the watchtower,

Princes kept the view.

While all the women came and went,

Barefoot servants, too!

Outside in the distance

A wildcat did growl.

Two riders were approaching,

And the wind began to howl.

All along the watchtower

Princess kept the view

While all the women came and went

Barefoot servants too

All along the watchtower

131. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

	C	(harp)

	G	C
You	must leave now, take what you need you	think will last.

	G	C
But	whatever you wish to keep you better	grab it fast!

	Dm	F	C
	Yonder stands your	orphan with his	gun;

	Dm	F	C
	Crying like a	fire in the	sun.

	E7	G
	Look out the Saints are comin'	through:

	Dm	F	C
And -	It's all over	now, Baby	Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.

Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

The empty handed painter from your streets

Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.

This sky too, is folding under you:

And - It's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.

All your reindeer armies, are all going home.

The lover who just walked out your door

Has taken all his blankets from the floor.

The carpet too, is moving under you:

And - It's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stone behind, something calls for you.

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

The vagabond who's rapping at your door

Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

Strike another match, go start anew:

And - It's all over now, Baby Blue.

132. Belle Isle

trad. / Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

	C	F	C	G	C
One	evening for pleasure I	rambled to view the	fair fields	all a	lone.

	F	G	G
Down by the banks of	Loch Eiron where	beauty and pleasure were	known.

	a	e	a	G
I	spied a fair maid at her	labour which	caused me to stay for a	while.

	C	a	e	F	f	C
	And I thought of a	goddess of	beauty	bloomin bright	star of bright	isle.

	C	a	e	F	G	C
I	humbled	myself to her	beauty "Fair	maiden, where	do you be-	long?

	C	a	e	d	F	G
Are	you from	heaven de	scended a	biding in	cupids fair	throne?"

	a	e	a	e
"Young	man, I will tell you a	secret It's	true I'm a maid that is	poor.

	C	a	F	f
And to	part from my vows and my	promise Is	more than my heart can	endure.

	C	e	a	e	G
There	fore I re	main at my ser	vice And	go through all my hardship and	toil

	C	e	a	F	G	C
And	wait for the	lad that has	left me All	alone on the	banks of belle	isle".

	C	a	e	F	G	C
"Young	maiden I	wish not to	banter It's	true I come	here in dis	guise.

	C	e	a	d	G
I came	here to ful	fill our last	promise And	hope to give you a sur	prise.

	a	G	a	e	G
I've	known you're a maid I love	dearly And you've	been in my	heart all the	while.

	C	e	a	F	G	C
For	me there is	no other	damsel Than my	bloomin bright	star of belle	isle".

133. Blowin' in the Wind

Bob Dylan

	G	C	G	Em	G	C	D
	How many	roads must a	man walk	down be	fore you	call him a	man?

	G	C	G	Em	G	C	D
	How many	seas must a	white dove	sail be	fore she	sleeps in the	sand?

	G	C	G	Em	G	C	D
	How many	times must the	cannonballs	fly be	fore they are	forever	banned?

	C	D	G	Em
The	answer, my	friend, is	blowin' in the	wind,

	C	D	G	C	G
The	answer is	blowin' in the	wind.

How many years can a mountain exist before it is washed to the sea?

How many years can some people exist before the're allowed to be free?

How many times can a man turn his head, pretending he just doesn't see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?

How many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry?

How many deaths will it take 'till he knows that too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

134. Copper Kettle

Albert Frank Beddoe / Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

	G	Am7	G	Am7		G	Am7	G		Am7
	Get you a	copper	kettle,			get you a	copper	coil,

	G	Am7	G		Am7		C	Cmaj7	Am
	Fill it with	new-made	corn mash			and	never	more you'll	toil.

	C	G	C	G
You'll just	lay there by the	juniper,	while the moon is	bright,

C

Cmaj7

Am

Am7

G

Am7

G

Am7

G

Watch them

jugs a-

filling - in the

pale moon

light.

	G	Am7	G	Am7		G	Am7	G		Am7
	Build you a	fire with	hickory,			hickory,	ash and	oak,

	G	Am7	G	Am7		C	Cmaj7	Am
	Don't use no	green or	rotten wood;		they'll	get you	by the	smoke.

	C	G	C	G
We just	lay there by the	juniper,	while the moon is	bright,

C

Cmaj7

Am

Am7

G

Am7

G

Am7

G

Watch them

jugs a-

filling - in the

pale moon

light.

	G	Am7	G	Am7		G	Am7	G		Am7
My	daddy,	he made	whiskey;			my granddaddy,	he did	too.

	G	Am7	G	Am7	C	Cmaj7	Am
	We ain't	paid no	whiskey	tax since	seventeen-	ninety-	two.

	C	G	C	G
We just	lay there by the	juniper,	while the moon is	bright,

	C	Cmaj7	Am	Am7	G
	Watch them	jugs a-	filling - in the	pale moon	light,

	Am7	G		Am7		G		Am7		G	...
In the	pale moon	light.

135. Days of 49

Bob Dylan/Self Portrait

	Am	G	Am	G	Am
I'm	old Tom Moore from the	bummer's shore in the	good old	golden	days.

	G	Am	G	Am
They call me a bummer and a	gin-sot, too, but	what cares	I for	praise

	C	Am	C	Am
I	wander 'round from	town to town, just	like a roving	sign,

	C	Am	G	Am
And	the people all say "There	goes Tom Moore in the	days of '	49.

	Am	F	C	F	C
	In the	days of old, in the	days of gold, how	oftentimes I re	pine

	F	C	Am
For the	days of old when we	dug up the gold, In the	days of '49.

There was Nantuck Bill, I knew him well, a feller fond of tricks.

At a poker game he was always there and heavy with his bricks.

He would ante up and draw his cards and go in a hatfull blind.

In a game of bluff, Bill lost his breath in the days of '49.

In the days of old...

There was New York Jake, a butcher boy he was always getting tight.

And every time that he got full he was always hunting a fight.

One night he run up against a knife in the hands of old Bob Kline:

And over Jake they held a wake In the days of '49.

In the days of old...

There was poor old Jess, the old lame cuss; He never would relent.

He never was known to miss a drink Or ever spend a cent.

At length old Jess, like all the rest, who never would decline,

In all his bloom went up the flume in the days of '49.

In the days of old...

There was roaring Bill from Buffalo; I never will forget.

He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet.

One night he fell in a prospector's hole in a roaring bad design,

And in that hole roared out his soul in the days of '49

In the days of old...

136. Don't Think Twice, It's All Right

Bob Dylan / The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (1963)

	C	G7	Am	F	C	G7
It	ain't no use to	sit and wonder	why, babe,	if you don't know by	now.

	C	G7	Am	D7	G
And it	ain't no use to	sit and wonder	why, babe,	It'll never do, some	how.

	C	C7
When your	rooster crows at the	break of dawn,

	F	D7
	Look out your window and	I'll be gone.

	C	G	Am	F	C	G	C
	You're the	reason I'm	travelling	on, But,	don't think	twice, it's all	right.

	C	G7	Am	F	C	G7
And it	ain't no use in	turnin' on your	light, babe,	The light I never	knowed.

	C	G7	Am	D7	G
And it	ain't no use in	turnin' on your	light, babe,	I'm on the dark side of the	road.

	C	C7
But I	wish there were something you would	do or say;

	F	D7
	To try and make me change my	mind and stay.

	C	G	Am	F	C	G	C
	We never	did too much	talkin' any	way.	Don't think	twice, it's all	right.

	C	G7	Am	F	C	G7
No it	ain't no use in	callin' out my	name, gal,	Like you never done be	fore.

	C	G7	Am	D7	G
And it	ain't no use in	callin' out my	name, gal,	I can't hear you any	more.

	C	C7
I'm a-	thinkin' and a-wonderin'	Walking down the road,

	F	D7
I	once loved a woman, a	child I am told.

	C	G	Am	F	C	G	C
I	give her my	heart but she	wanted my	soul,	Don't think	twice, it's all	right.

	G7	Am	F	C	G7
So lo-o-	ong, honey	babe,	Where I'm bound, I can't	tell.

	C	G7	Am	D7	G
	Goodbye is	too good a	word, babe,	So I'll just say, "fare thee	well".

	C	C7
I ain't	sayin' you treated	me unkind,

	F	D7
You	could have done better, but,	I don't mind.

	C	G	Am	F	C	G	C
	You just kinda	wasted my	precious	time,	Don't think	twice, it's all	right.

137. Forever Young

Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Planet Waves (1973)

	D
	May God bless and keep you always;

	F#m
May your	wishes all come true;

	G
May you	always do for others,

	D
And let others do for	you.

May you build a ladder to the stars,

	F#m
And	climb on every rung;

	G	A7	D
May you	stay	- forever	young.

	A7	Bm
Forever	young, forever	young.

	D	A7		D
May you	stay	-	forever	young.

May you grow up to be righteous;

	F#m
May you	grow up to be true;

	G
May you	always know the truth,

	D
And see the light surrounding	you.

May you always be courageous;

	F#m
Stand	upright and be strong,

	G	A7	D
And may you	stay	- forever	young.

	A7	Bm
Forever	young, forever	young.

	D	A7		D
May you	stay	-	forever	young.

May your hands always be busy;

	F#m
May your	feet always be swift;

	G
May you	have a strong foundation,

	D
When the winds of changes	shift.

May your heart always be joyful;

	F#m
May your	song always be sung,

	G	A7	D
And may you	stay	- forever	young

	A7	Bm
Forever	young, forever	young.

	D	A7		D
May you	stay	-	forever	young.

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138. Hurricane

Bob Dylan

	Am	F	Am	F

	Am	F
	Pistol shots ring out in the bar	room night

	Am	F
	enter Patty Valentine from the	upper hall

	Am	F
	She sees the bartender in a	pool of blood

	Am	F
	Cries out "My God they killed	them all!"

	C	F
	Here comes the story of the	Hurricane,

	C	F
	The man the authorities	came to blame

	Dm	C
	for something that he never	done

	Dm	C
	Put in a prison cell but	one time

	Em	Am	F	C	G	F	Am	F
	he could have been	the	champion of the	world

Three bodied lying there does Patty see

and another man named Bello moving mysteriously

"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands

"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand

I saw them leavin," he says and he stops

One of us had better call the cops

so Patty calls the cops

and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin

in the hot New Jersey night

Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town

Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around

number one contender for the middleweight crown

had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down

when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road

just like the time before and the time before that

in Paterson that just the ways things go

If you black you might as well not show up on the streets

Less you wanna draw the heat

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops

Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around

He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights

They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"

And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head

Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"

so they took him to the infirmary

and although this man could hardly see

they told him that he could identify the guilty men

Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in

Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs

the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye

says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"

Yes, here the story of the Hurricane

The man the authorities came to blame

for something that he never done

put in a prison cell but one time he could've been

the champion of the world

Four months later the ghetto's in flame

Rubin's in South America fightin for his name

while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game

and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame

"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"

"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"

"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"

"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"

"Don't forget that you are white"

Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"

Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break

We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello

Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow

You'll be doin' society a favor

That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver

We want to put his ass in the stir

We want to pin this trip murder on him

He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch

he never did like to talk about it all that much

It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay

and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way

up to some paradise

where the trout streams flow and the air is nice

and ride a horse along a trail

but then they took him to the jail house

where they try to make a man into a mouse

All of Rubin's card were marked in advance

The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance

the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums

to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum

but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger

no one doubted that he pulled the trigger

and though they could not produce the gun

the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed

And the all-white jury agreed

Rubin Carter was falsely tried

the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?

Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied

and the newspapers all went along for the ride

how can the life of such a man

be in the palm of some fool's hand?

to see him obviously framed

couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land

where justice is a game

Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties

are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell

and innocent man in a living hell

that's the story of the Hurricane

but it won't be over till they clear him name

and give him back the time he's done

put in a prison cell but one time he could've been

the champion of the world

139. I Shall Be Released

Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Greatest Hits Vol. II (1970)

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	They say ev’rything can be re	placed,	Yet ev’ry	distance	is not	near;

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	So I remember ev’ry	face,	Of ev’ry	man who	put me	here.

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
I	see my light come	shining,	from the	west un	to the	east

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	Any day now,	any day now,	I	shall	be re	lased

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	They say ev’ry man needs pro	tection,	They say	ev’ry	man must	fall.

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	Yet I swear I see my re	flection,	Some	place so high	above this	wall.

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
I	see my light come	shining,	from the	west un	to the	east

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	Any day now,	any day now,	I	shall	be re	lased

	E	F#m	F#m	B	E
	Standing next to me in this	lonely crowd, Is a man	who swears	he’s not to	blame.

	E	F#m	F#m	B	E
	All day long I hear him shout	so loud, Crying	out that	he was	framed.

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
I	see my light come	shining,	from the	west un	to the	east

	E	F#m	G#m	F#m	B	E
	Any day now,	any day now,	I	shall	be re	lased

140. Just Like a Woman

Bob Dylan: Blonde on Blonde (1966)

	C	F	G	C	C	F	G7	C
	Nobody	feels	any	pain -	Tonight as I	stand	inside the	rain

	F	G	F	G
	Everybody	knows that	baby's got new	clothes

	F	Em	Dm	C	G7
But	late	ly	I	see her	ribbons and her bows

	Am	C/G	G7sus4	G7	G7sus2	G7
Have	fallen	from her	curls

	C	Em/B	G9/A	F
She	takes	just	like a	woman, yes she does

	C	Em/B	G9/A	F
She	makes love	just	like a	woman, yes she does

	C	Em/B	G9/A	F
And she	aches	just	like a	woman

	G7sus4	G7	G7sus2	G7	C
But she	breaks	just like a	little	girl	.

Queen Mary, she's my friend. Yes, I believe I'll go see her again.

Nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed

Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest

With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.

She takes just like a woman, yes she does; She makes love...

	E7
	It was rainin' from the first and I was dying there of thirst

	C	Csus4	C
So I	came in here

	E7
	And your longtime curse hurts but what's worse

	G7sus4	G7	G7sus2	G7	G7sus4	G7	G7sus2	G7
Is this pain in here,		I can't stay	in here,		Ain't it		clear that

I just can't fit - Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit

When we meet again introduced as friends

Please don't let on that you knew me when

I was hungry and it was your world.

She takes just like a woman, yes she does; She makes love...

141. Knockin' on Heaven's Door

Bob Dylan

	G		D		Am7		G		D		C

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	G	D	Am7
	Mama take this	badge off of	me,

	G	D	C
	I can't	use it any	more.

	G	D	Am7
	It's getting	dark, too dark for me to	see;

	G	D	C	D
	I feel I'm	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	Am7
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	C	D
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	Am7
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	C	D
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	Am7
	Mama, put my	guns in the	ground.

	G	D	C
	I can't	shoot them any	more.

	G	D	Am7
	That long black	cloud is comin'	down.

	G	D	C	D
	I feel I'm	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	Am7
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	C	D
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	Am7
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	C	D
	Knock, knock,	knockin' on heaven's	door.

	G	D	Am7	G	D	C
	Ooh -	ooh -	ooh - ooh	Ooh -	ooh -	ooh ...

142. Lay Lady Lay

Bob Dylan

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	G	Bm	F	Am	G		Bm		F		Am
	Lay, lady,	lay,	lay across my	big brass bed

	G	Bm	F	Am	G		Bm		F		Am
	Lay, lady,	lay,	lay across my	big brass bed

	D	Em	G
	Whatever	colours you have	in your mind

	D	Em	G
	I'll show them	to you	and you'll see them shine

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile

Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile

His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean

And you're the best thing that he's ever seen

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile

	Bm	D	G
	Why wait any longer for the	world to	begin

	Bm	Am	G
	You can have your cake and eat	it	too

	Bm	D	G
	Why wait any longer for the	one you	love

	Bm	Am
When he's stan	ding in front of	you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed

Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

I long to see you in the morning light

I long to reach for you in the night

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Stay, lady,

stay,

stay while the night is

still ahead

Cadd2

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G/B

143. Masters of War

Bob Dylan/the Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (1963)

Capo III - dropped D [DAdgbe']

	Dm
	Come you masters of war - You that build the big guns;

	Cadd2	Dm
You that build the death planes - You that	build all the	bombs;

You that hide behind walls - You that hide behind desks.

	Cadd2	Dm
I just want you to	know - I can see through your	masks!

You that never done nothin' - But build to destroy.

You play with my world - Like it's your little toy.

You put a gun in my hand - And you hide from my eyes.

And you turn and run farther - When the fast bullets fly.

Like Judas of old - You lie and deceive.

A world war can be won - You want me to believe.

But I see through your eyes - And I see through your brain.

Like I see through the water - That runs down my drain.

You fasten the triggers - For the others to fire.

Then you set back and watch - When the death count gets higher.

You hide in your mansion - As young people's blood

Flows out of their bodies - And is buried in the mud.

You've thrown the worst fear - That can ever be hurled:

Fear to bring children - Into the world;

For threatening my baby - Unborn and unnamed!

	Dm/f	Cadd2	Dm
You ain't worth the	blood - That	runs in your	veins!

How much do I know - To talk out of turn.

You might say that I'm young - You might say I'm unlearned.

But there's one thing I know - Though I'm younger than you:

	Cadd2	G/B	Dm
Even Jesus would	never - For	give what you	do!

Let me ask you one question - Is your money that good?

Will it buy you forgiveness - Do you think that it could?

I think you will find - When your death takes its toll:

All the money you made - Will never buy back your soul!

And I hope that you die - And your death'll come soon;

I will follow your casket - In the pale afternoon.

And I'll watch while you're lowered - Down to your deathbed;

	Dm/f	Cadd2	Dm
And I'll stand o'er your	grave - 'Til I'm	sure that you're	dead

144. The Mighty Quinn

Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

Manfred Mann: Mighty Garvey! (1968)

	n.c.	G
	Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

	G	D	G	D	C	G
	Come all without,	come all with	in - You'll not see n	othing like the	Mighty	Quinn

	G	C	G	C
	Ev'rybody's	building	ships and	boats

	G	C	G	C
	Some are building	monuments,	others jotting down	notes.

	G	C	G	C
	Ev'rybody's	in despair,	ev'ry girl and	boy

	G	D	C	G
But when	Quinn the Eskimo	gets here, Ev'ry	body's gonna jump for	joy.

Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

	G	C	G	C
I	like to do just	like the rest, I	like my sugar	sweet

	G	C	G	C
But	jumping queues and	making haste, just	ain't my cup of	meat.

	G	C	G	C
	Ev'ryone's	beneath the trees, feeding	pigeons on a	limb

	G	D	C	G
But when	Quinn the Eskimo	gets here, All the	pigeons gonna rum to	him.

Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

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Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

	G	C	G	C
	Let me do what I	wanna do, I	can recite 'em	all

	G	C	G	C
Just	tell me where it	hurts and I'll	tell you who to	call.

	G	C	G	C
	Nobody can	get no sleep, there's	someone on ev'ryones	toes.

	G	D	C	G
But when	Quinn the Eskimo	gets here, Ev'ry	body's gonna wanna	doze.

Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

	n.c.	G
	Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty	Quinn

145. One More Cup of Coffee

Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy

	Am	G
	Your Breath is sweet, your eyes are like Two	jewels in the sky.

	F	E
	Your back is straight your hair is smooth On the	pillow where you lie.

	Am	G
	But I don't sense affection - No	gratitude or love.

	F	E
	Your loyalty is not me - But	to the stars above.

	F	E
	One more cup of coffee for the	road.

	F	E	N.C.	Am	G	F	E
	One more cup of coffee for I	go,	To the valley be	low.

Your daddy he's an outlaw- And a wanderer by trade.

He'll teach you how to pick an choose - And how to throw the blade.

And he oversees his kingdom - So no stranger does intrude.

His voice it trembles as he calls out - For another plate of food

One more cup of coffee for the road.

One more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below.

Your sister sees the future - Like your momma and yourself.

You've never learned to read or write - There's no books upon your shelf.

And your pleasure know no limits - Your voice is like a meadow larks.

But your heart is like an ocean - Mysterious and dark.

One more cup of coffee for the road.

more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below.

146. One too many Mornings

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: The Times They Are A-Changin' (1964)

C

Am

F

C

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G7

C

	C	Am	F	C
Down the	street the dogs are	barkin' - And the	day is a-gettin'	dark.

	C	Am	F	G7
As the	night comes in a-	fallin', The	dogs'll lose their	bark.

	C	G7	F	C
An' the	silent night will	shatter - From the	sounds inside my	mind,

	C	Am	F	G7	C	F	G7	C
For I'm	one too many	mornings - And a	thousand	miles be	hind.

	C	Am	F	C
From the	crossroads of my	doorstep - My	eyes they start to	fade,

	C	Am	F	G7
As I	turn my head back	to the room - Where my	love and I have	laid.

	C	G7	F	C
An' I	gaze back to the	street, The	sidewalk and the	sign;

	C	Am	F	G7	C
And I'm	one too many	mornings - An' a	thousand	miles be	hind.

harp solo

	C	Am	F	C
It's a	restless hungry	feeling - That don't	mean no one no	good,

	C	Am	F	G7
When	ev'rything I'm a-	sayin' - You can	say it just as	good.

	C	G7	F	C
You're	right from your	side, I'm	right from	mine.

	C	Am	F	C	F	G7	C
We're both	just too many	mornings - An' a	thousand miles	behind.

147. Roll on John

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: Tempest (2012)

	A	D	A	D	E	D	A

	A	D
	Doctor, doctor, tell me the time of	day.

	A
Another bottle's empty, another penny	spent.

	D
He turned around and he slowly walked	away.

	A
They shot him in the back and down he	went.

	D	E	D	A
Shine your	light, move it	on, You burn so	bright, roll on	John.

	A	D
From the	Liverpool docks to the red light Hamburg	streets,

	A
Down in the quarry with the Quarrymen.

	D
Playing to the big crowds, playing to the cheap	seats.

	A
Another day in your life on your way ‘til your journey's	end.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

Sailing through the tradewinds bound for the south,

Rags on your back just like any other slave.

They tied your hands and they clamped your mouth,

Wasn't no way out of that deep dark cave.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

I heard the news today, oh boy:

They hauled your ship up on the shore.

Now the city's gone dark, there is no more joy;

They tore the heart right out and cut it to the core.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

Put on your bags and get 'em packed.

Leave right now you won't be far from wrong.

The sooner you go, the quicker you'll be back.

You've been cooped up on an island far too long.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

Slow down, you're moving way too fast.

Come together - right now over me.

Your bones are weary, you're about to breathe your last.

Lord, you know how hard that it can be.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

Roll on John, roll through the rain and snow.

Take the righthand road and go where the buffalo roam.

They'll trap you in an ambush before you know,

Too late now to sail back home.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

Tyger, Tyger burning bright - I pray the lord my soul to keep.

In the forest of the night - Cover him over and let him sleep.

Shine your light, move it on, You burn so bright, roll on John.

148. Mr. Tambourine Man

Bob Dylan

	F	G	C	F
	Hey, Mr.	Tambourine Man,	play a song for	me,

	C	F	G
I'm not	sleepy and there	is no place I'm	going to.

	F	G	C	F
	Hey, Mr.	Tambourine Man,	play a song for	me,

	C	F	G	C	C4	C
In the	jingle jangle	morning I'll come	followin'	you

	F	G	C	F	C	F
Though I	know that evenin's	empire has	returned into	sand,	Vanished from my	hand,

	C	F	G
Left me	blindly here to	stand but still not	sleeping.

	F	G	C	F	C	F
My	weariness a	mazes me, I'm	branded on my	feet, -- I	have no one to	meet,

	C	F	G
And the	ancient empty	street's too dead for	dreaming.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man...

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, my senses have been stripped,

My hands can't feel to grip, my toes too numb to step,

Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'.

I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade into my own parade,

Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man...

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,

It's not aimed at anyone , it's just escapin' on the run, and but for the sky there are no fences facin'.

And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme to your tambourine in time,

It's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind,

It's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man...

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,

Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, the haunted, frightened trees,

Out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,

Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all memory and fate,

Driven deep beneath the waves, let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man...

149. The Times They Are A-Changin'

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: the Times, they are a a-Changin' (1964)

	G	Em	C	G
Come	gather 'round	people wher	ever you	roam

	G	Am	C	D
And ad	mit that the	waters a	round you have	grown!

	G	Em	C	G
And ac	cept it that	soon you'll be	drenched to the	bone

	Em	Am	D
If your	time to	you is worth	savin'!

	D	D7	Gmaj7	D
Then you	better start	swimmin' or you'll	sink like a	stone

	G	C	D	G
For the	times, they are a	cha-	an-	gin'!

Come writers and critics who prophecise with your pen

And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again!

And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin

And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'!

For the loser now will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin'!

Come mothers and fathers throughout the land - And don't criticize what you don't understand!

Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command - Your old road is rapidly agin'!

Please get out of the new one if you can't lend a hand

For the times they are a-changin'!

Come senators, congressmen please heed the call

Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall!

For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled

There's a battle outside and it's ragin'!

It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin'!

The line it is drawn the curse it is cast - The slow one now will later be fast!

As the present now will later be past - The order is rapidly fadin'!

And the first one now will later be last - For the times they are a-changin'!

Capo II

150. Hotel California

Felder, Henley & Frey / the Eagles

	Am	E
	On a dark desert highway,	cool wind in my hair;

	G	D
	Warm smell of colitas,	rising through the air.

	F	C
	Up ahead in the distance,	I saw a shimering light.

	Dm	E
	My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,	I had to stop for the night.

	Am	E
	There she stood in the doorway;	I heard the mission bell,

	G	D
	And I was thinking to myself: this could be	heaven or this could be hell!

	F	C
	Then she lit up a candle	and she showed me the way;

	Dm	E
	There were voices down the corridor;	I thought I heard them say:

	F	C
"	Welcome to the Hotel Califor	nia!

	E	Am
	Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a	lovely face.

	F	C
	Plenty of room at the Hotel Califor	nia!

	Dm	E
Any	time of year (any time of year), you can	find it here."

Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz.

She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends.

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat

Some dance to remember, some dance to forget!

So I called up the captain, "Please bring me my wine." He said:

"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine."

And still those voices are calling from far away,

Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say:

"Welcome to the Hotel California!

Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.

They're livin' it up at the Hotel California;

What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis-"

Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice, and she said:

"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."

And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast.

They stab it with their steely knives - but they just can't kill the beast!

Last thing I remember, I was running for the door.

I had to find the passage back to the place I was before.

"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive.

You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!"

"Welcome to the Hotel California!

Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.

They're livin' it up at the Hotel California;

What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis-"

151. Lucky Man

Emerson Lake and Palmer

	G	D
	He had white	horses,

	G	D
and	ladies by the	score,

	G	D
	All dressed in	satin

	G	D
And	wating by the	door...

	Am	Em	D
	Oooh, what a	lucky man he	was!

	Am	Em	D
	Oooh, what a	lucky man he	was!

White lace and feathers

They made up his bed

A gold covered mattress

On which he was laid

Oooh, what a lucky man he was!

He went to fight wars

For his country and his king

Of his honor and his glory

The people would sing

Oooh, what a lucky man he was!

A bullet had found him

His blood ran as he cried

No money could save him

So he laid down and he died

Oooh, what a lucky man he was!

152. The Sage

Emerson Lake and Palmer

Intro

Am

Dm

Am

Dm

E

Am

Dm

Am

F

E

Am

	Am	Dm	Am
I	carry the	dust of a jour	ney

	Am	Dm	E
that	cannot be	shaken a	way

	Am	Dm	Am
It	lives	deep with	in me

	F	E	Am
For I	breathe it	every	day.

You and I are yesterday's answers;

The earth of the past came to flesh.

Eroded by Time's rivers

To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance,

and mingle our stream and our times.

In bright, infinite moments,

Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.

153. Bye Bye Love

Felice & Boudleaux Bryant / Everly Brothers (1957)

	D	A7	D
	There goes my	baby with someone	new.

	A7	D
She sure looks	happy; i sure am	blue.

	G	A7
She was my	baby till he stepped	in.

	A	D
Goodbye to	romance that might have	been.

	G	D	G	D	G	D
	Bye bye	love.	Bye bye	happiness.	Hello	loneliness.

	D	A7	D
I	think i'm	gonna	cry.

	G	D	G	D	G	D
	Bye bye	love.	bye bye	sweet caress.	Hello	emptiness.

	D	A	D	D	A	D
I	feel like	I could	die. Bye	bye, my	love, bye	bye.

	D	A7	D
	I'm through with	romance. I'm through with	love.

	D	A7	D
	I'm through with	counting the stars	above.

	D	G	A7
	and here's the	reason that I'm so	free.

	A	D
my lovin'	baby is through with	me.

	G	D	G	D	G	D
	Bye bye l	ove.	Bye bye h	appiness.	Hello	loneliness.

	D	A7	D
	I think i'm a	gonna	cry.

	G	D	G	D	G	D
	Bye bye	love.	bye bye	sweet caress.	Hello	emptiness.

	D	A	D	D	A	D
I	feel like	I could	die. bye	bye my	love bye	bye.

154. Indian Reservation

John D. Loudermilk / Don Fardon

	Am	Dm
	They took the whole Cherokee	Nation

	Am
And put us on this reser	vation.

	Dm
They took away our ways of	life,

	Am
The tomahawk and the	bow and knife.

	Am	Dm
	They took away our native	tongue

	Am
And taught their English to	our young.

	Dm
And all the beads we made by	hand

	Am
Are nowadays made in	Japan.

	Dm	Am
	Cherokee people --	Cherokee tribe.

	Dm	E
	So proud to life --	so proud to die!

	Am	Dm
	They took the whole Indian	Nation

	Am
And locked us on this reser	vation.

	Dm
And though I wear a shirt and	tie,

	Am
I'm still a red man deep in	side!

	Dm	Am
	Cherokee people --	Cherokee tribe.

	Dm	E
	So proud to life --	so proud to die!

	Am	Dm
	But may be someday when they	learn

	Am
Cherokee nation will re	turn! Will return -- will return -- will return. Will Return!

G

B7

Am7

Esus4

155. Killing me Softly

Charles Fox & Norman Gimbel / Roberta Flack (1972)

	Em	Am	D7	G	G/F#
	Strumming my pain with my	fingers.	singing my life with his	words.

	Em	A	D	C
	Killing me softly with	his song. Killing me	softly with	his song.

	G	C/G	Esus4	E
Telling my	whole life with	his words. Killing me	softly - with his	song.

	Am7		D	G		C
		I heard he	sang the good song,		I heard he	had a style.

	Am7		D			Em
		And so I	came to see him		and	listen for a while.

	Am7		D7	G		B7
		And there he	was a young boy		a stranger	to my eyes.

	Em	Am	D7	G	G/F#
	Strumming my pain with my	fingers.	singing my life with his	words.

	Em	A	D	C
	Killing me softly with	his song. Killing me	softly with	his song.

	G	C/G	Esus4	E
Telling my	whole life with	his words. Killing me	softly - with his	song.

	Am7		D	G		C
		I felt all	flushed with fever		embarrassed	by the crowd.

	Am7		D			Em
		I felt he	found my letters		and	read each one out loud.

	Am7		D7	G		B7
		I prayed that	he would finish		but he just	kept right on.

	Em	Am	D7	G	G/F#
	Strumming my pain with my	fingers.	singing my life with his	words.

	Em	A	D	C
	Killing me softly with	his song. Killing me	softly with	his song.

	G	C/G	Esus4	E
Telling my	whole life with	his words. Killing me	softly - with his	song.

	Am7		D	G		C
		He sang as	if knew me		in all my	dark despair.

	Am7		D			Em
		And then he	looked right through me		as if I	wasn't there.

	Am7		D7	G		B7
		And he just	kept on singing -		singing	clear and strong

	Em	Am	D7	G	G/F#
	Strumming my pain with my	fingers.	singing my life with his	words.

	Em	A	D	C
	Killing me softly with	his song. Killing me	softly with	his song.

	G	C/G	Esus4	E
Telling my	whole life with	his words. Killing me	softly - with his	song.

156. Black Magic Woman

Peter Green / Fleetwood Mac

	A7	Dm	A
	Got a black magic	woman,got a black magic wo	man,

	Dm	Gm
Yes, I've got a	black magic woman, got me so blind I can't	see,

	Dm	A	Dm
that she's a	black magic woman and she's	try'in to make a devil out of	me.

Don't turn your back on me baby, don't turn your back on me baby,

Yes, don't turn your back on me baby, stop messin' around with your tricks.

Don't turn your back on me baby, 'cause you just might pick up my magic sticks.

solo

You got your spell on me baby, you got your spell on me baby,

Yes, you got your spell on me, baby, turnin' my heart into stone.

I need you so bad, magic woman, I can't leave you alone.

	Dm
	Yes, I need you so bad; I need you, darlin'; I need you, darlin'.

Yes, I want you to love me; I want you to love me. Oh, Yeah! Oh-oh, yeah;

Yes, I need your love; Oh, I need your love so bad, I need your love...

157. All Right Now!

Andy Fraser, Paul Rodgers / Free: Fire and Water (1970)

	A	D	A	Dadd4	D	A
There she	stood in	the	street -	Smiling from her	head to her	feet,

	A	D	A	Dadd4	D	A
I said "A-	Hey, what	is	this?" Now baby,	maybe she's in	need of a	kiss.

	A	D	A	Dadd4	D	A
I said "A-	Hey, what's	your	name, baby,	maybe we can see	things the	same?

	A	D	A	Dadd4	D	A
Now don't you	wait or	hesi	tate, Let's	move before they raise the	parking	rate."

	A	G	D	A	A	G	D	A
	All right	now, baby, it's	all right	now!	All right	now, baby, it's	all right	now!

I took her home to my place - Watching ev'ry move on her face.

She said "Look, what's your game baby - are you tryin' to put me in shame?"

I said "Slow, don't go so fast, don't you think that love can last?"

She said "Love, Lord above, now you're gonna trick me in love."

All right now, baby, it's all right now! All right now, baby, it's all right now!

Solo

All right now, baby, it's all right now! All right now, baby, it's all right now!

...

158. Jangalene

G.Kooymans / Golden Earring: Together (1972)

	A	-	/	/	G	/	A	-

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	Jangalene,	you're my	queen

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	Well I can't get next to your	love ma	chine

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	Well Jangalene,	you're my	queen

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	My soul can't feel what my	eyes can	see

	C	D	G	C	D	G
	Oh,	Oh, Janga	lene -	Oh,	oh, Janga	lene

	C	D	G	C	D	G
	Oh,	Oh, Janga	lene -	Oh,	Oh, Janga	lene

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	Drivin' all night in your	Cadil	lac

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	Showing your beauty you're	drivin' me	mad

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	Maybe you're a dream	flashin'	by

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	But I trust my eyes, they are	tellin' no	lies

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	From the Sunset Strip to a	Sausalito	Bar

	A	G	A	A	G	A
	I follow you down in my	second hand	car

	C	D	G	C	D	G
	Oh,	Oh, Janga	lene -	Oh,	oh, Janga	lene

	C	D	G	C	D	G
	Oh,	Oh, Janga	lene -	Oh,	Oh, Janga	lene

159. Radar Love

G.Kooymans, B.Hay / Golden Earring: Moontan (1973)

	Em
	I've been drivin' all night, my hand's wet on the wheel.

There's a voice in my head that drives my heel.

It's my baby callin', says: "I need you here."

And it's a half past four and I'm shifting gear.

	D	A	E
	When she is lonely and the	longing gets too	much,

	D	A	B
	She sends a cable coming	in from above.	Don't need a phone at all:

	C	G	D	Em	C	G	D	-		Em
	We've got a	thing that's	called Radar	Love.	We've got a	wave in the	air,		Radar	Love!

The radio's playing some forgotten song: Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong".

The road has got me hypnotized and I'm speeding into a new sunrise.

When I get lonely, and I'm sure I've had enough,

She sends her comfort, comin' in from above. Don't need a letter at all:

We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a line in the sky, Radar Love!

No more speed, I'm almost there. Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care.

Last car to pass, here I go, And the line of cars drove down real slow.

And the radio played that forgotten song: Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong."

And the newsman sang his same song, One more radar love is gone!

When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough, She sends her comfort, coming in from above

We don't need no letter at all:

We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a line in the sky.

We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a thing that's called, Radar Love!

160. City of New Orleans

Steve Goodman / Arlo Guthrie (1972)

	G	D	G	Em	C	G
	Riding on the	City of New	Orleans,	Illinois Central,	Monday morning	rail.

	G	D	G	Em	D	G
	Fifteen cars and	fifteen restless	riders, Three	conductors, and	twenty-five sacks of	mail.

	Em	Bm
All	slong the southbound odyssey -- The	train pulls out of Kankakee

	D	A
And	rolls along the houses, farms and	fields.

	Em	Bm
	Passing trains that have no name -- And	freight yards full of old black men

	D	D7	G
And	graveyards of the	rusted auto	mobiles.

	C	D	G	Em	C	G	D
	Good morning	America, how	are you? Say	don't you know me,	I'm your native	son.

	G	D	Em	F	C	D	G
I'm the	train they call the	City of New	Orleans, I'll be	gone five	hundred	miles when the day is	done.

Dealing card games with the old men in the club cars, A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score.

Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle, And feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor.

And the sons of Pullman porters -- And the sons of engineers

Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel.

Mothers with their babes asleep -- Rocking to the gentle beat

And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

Good morning America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son.

I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans, I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Nighttime on the City of New Orleans, Changing cars in Memphis, Tennesee.

Halfway home, and we'll be there by morning, Through the Misissippi darkness, rolling down to the sea.

But all the towns and people seem -- To fade into a bad dream

The steel rail still ain't heard the news.

The conductor sings his songs again -- The passengers will please refrain

This train's got the disappearin' railroad blues.

Goodnight America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son.

I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans, I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

161. Coming into Los Angeles

Arlo Guthrie

	Am	D
	Coming in from London from	over the pole

	F	C	E
	Flying in a	big air	liner.

	Am	D
	Chickens flyin' everywhere a	round the plane,

	F	C	E
	Could we ever	feel much	finer!

	Am	D	Am	D
	Coming into Los Ange	les,	Bringing in a couple of	keys-

	Am	D	F	C	E
	Don't touch my bags if you	please Mr.	Customs	man!

	Am	D
	There's a guy with a ticket to	Mexico,

	F	C	E
	No, he couldn't	look much	stranger.

	Am	D
	Walking in the hall with his	things and all,

	F	C	E
	Smiling said he	was the Lone	Ranger.

	Am	D	Am	D
	Coming into Los Ange	les,	Bringing in a couple of	keys-

	Am	D	F	C	E
	Don't touch my bags if you	please Mr.	Customs	man!

	Am	D
	Hip woman walking on the	moving floor,

	F	C	E
	Tripping on the	esca	lator.

	Am	D
	There's a man in the line and she's	blowing his mind,

	F	C	E
	Thinking that he's	already	made her.

	Am	D	Am	D
	Coming into Los Ange	les,	Bringing in a couple of	keys-

	Am	D	F	C	E
	Don't touch my bags if you	please Mr.	Customs	man!

162. This Land is Your Land

Woody Guthrie

	D	G	D
	This land is	your land, this land is	my land,

	A7	D
From Calif	ornia to the New York	Island,

	G	D
From the Redwood F	orests to the Gulf Stream wa	ters;

	A7	D
	This land was made for you and	me.

As I was walking that ribbon of highway,

I looked above me, there in the skyway,

I saw below me, the Golden Valley;

This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to the New York Island,

	G
From the Redwood F	orests to the Gulf Stream waters;

This land was made for you and me.

I roamed and rambled, and followed my footsteps

Through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,

And all around me this voice kept saying:

"This land was made for you and me".

This land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to the New York Island,

	G
From the Redwood F	orests to the Gulf Stream waters;

This land was made for you and me.

As the Sun was shining, and I was strolling

Through the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,

I could feel inside me and see all around me,

This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to the New York Island,

	G
From the Redwood F	orests to the Gulf Stream waters;

This land was made for you and me.

163. Rock Around the Clock

Max C. Freedman / Bill Haley and the Comets (1954)

	A
	One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock!

	A
	Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock!

	A
	Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock

	E7/9
We're gonna	rock around the clock tonight!

	A
	Put your glad rags on, join me, hon'

We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one

	D7/9
We're gonna	rock around the clock tonight

	A
We're gonna	rock, rock, rock till broad daylight

	E7/9	A
We're gonna	rock, rock around the clock to	night

When the clock strikes two, three and four

If the band slows down we'll yell for more

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight

We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight

We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight

Guitar Solo

When the chimes ring five, six and seven

We'll be right in seventh heaven

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight

We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight

We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight

When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too

I'll be goin' strong and so will you

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight

We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight

We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight

Saxophone solo

When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then

Start rockin' round the clock again

We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight

We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight

We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight

Guitar solo:

164. It never rains in Southern California

Albert Hammond

	Gm	C	F
Got on	board a west-bound	seven-forty-	seven,

	Gm	C	F
didn't	think before de	ciding what to	do.

	Gm	C
All, that	talk of oppor	tunities,

	F	Dm	Gm	C	F
	TV-breaks and	movies rang	true,	sure rang	true.

	Gm	C	F
Seems it	never rains in	Southern Cali	fornia.

	Gm	C	F
Seems I've	often heard that	kind of talk be	fore.

	Gm	C	F	Dm
It never	rains in Cali	fornia, but	girl don't they	warn you,

	Gm	C	F
it	pou-	ours, man, it	pours.

	Gm	C	F	Dm
Out of	work I'm out of my	head, out of	self-respect, I'm out of	bread,

	Gm	C	F
I'm under	talked, I'm under	fed, I wanna go	home.

	Gm	C	F	Dm
It never	rains in Cali	fornia, but	girl don't they	warn you,

	Gm	C	F
it	pou-	ours, man, it	pours.

Will you tell the folks at home, I nearly made it.

Got offers but don't know which one to take.

Please don't tell'em, how you found me,

don't tell me how they found me,

gimmie a break, gimmie a break.

Seems it never rains in Southern California.

Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before.

It never rains in California, but girl don't they warn you,

it pours, man, it pours.

Out of work I'm out of my head, out of self-respect, I'm out of bread,

I'm undertalked, I'm underfed, I wanna go home.

It never rains in Califonia, but girl don't they warn you,

it pours, man, it pours.

165. I'm a Train

Albert Hammond

Intro:

	C		D		G		C		D		G

	C	D	G
Look at	me I'm a	train I'm a	track I'm a train

	C	D	G	C D G C D G
I'm a	Train I'm a	ticke Train	Yahaha.

Look at me get it low I'm a track I'm a train

I'm a train I'm a ticke train Yahaha.

Look at me I'm going somewhere I'm a train

I'm a train I'm a ticke train Yahaha

Look at me I'm going somewhere I'm a train

I’m a train I’m a ticke train Yahaha

	C	G
Been a	hard	day Yes it has

	C	G
Been a	hard	day Yes it has

	C	G
Been a	hard	day Yes it has

	G

a capella

I'm a Train, I'm a ticke train, I'm a Train, I'm a ticke train,

I'm a Train, I'm a ticke train, ticke train Yahaha

	C		D		G		C		D		G

Look at me I'm a train, I'm a lion, I'm a train. I'm a train, I'm a ticke train Yahaha.

Look at me for the very last time, I'm a train, I'm a train, I'm a ticke train Yahaha.

Didn't like this smog in hard, I'm a train, I'm a train, I'm a ticke train Yahaha.

Oh in dark to the deepest yard, I’m a train, I'm a train, I'm a ticke train Yahaha.

Refrain

Bridge:

Brrrrrrrrr I’m a Train I’m a Train

	C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G

	C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G C D G

Didn’t like this smog in hard, I’m a train I’m a train I’m a ticke train Yahaha.

Oh in dark to the deepest yard, I’m a train I’m a train I’m a ticke train Yahaha.

Refrain

166. Two More Bottles Of Wine

Delbert McClinton / Emmylou Harris: Quarter Moon in a Ten Cent Town (1978)

	D	G	D
	We came out west to	gether with a common de	sire.

	D	A7
	The fever we had might have set the west coast on	fire.

	A7	D	D7
	Two months	later got a troubled	mind,

	G7
Oh, my	baby moved out and left me behind.

	D	G7	A7	D7
But it's	all right, 'cause it's	midnight; And I got	two more bottles of wine	.

	D	G	D
The	way she left sure	turned my head a	round,

	A7
Seems like overnight she up and put me	down.

	A7	D	D7
	Well, ain't gonna	let it bother me to	day,

	G7
'Cause I been	workin' and I'm too tired anyway.

	D	G7	A7	D7
But it's	all right, 'cause it's	midnight; And I got	two more bottles of wine	.

	D7	G	D
	Well I'm	sixteen hundred miles from the people I	know.

	D	A7
	I've been doin' all I can but opportunity sure comes	slow.

	A7	D	D7
	Thought I'd	be in the sun all	day

	G7
But I'm	sweeping out a warehouse in west LA.

	D	G7	A7	D7
But it's	all right, 'cause it's	midnight; And I got	two more bottles of wine	.

	D	G7	A7	D7
Yes, it's	all right, 'cause it's	midnight; And I got	two more bottles of wine	.

D#dim7

Capo IV

167. My Sweet Lord

George Harrison

|:

Dm

G

Dm

G

:|

C

Am

C

Am

C

A7

Dm

G

	Dm	G	Dm	G	Dm	G
My sweet	Lord - mm-	mmh - my	Lord - mm-	mmh - my	Lord.

	C	Am	C	Am
I really want to	see you,	really want to	be with you,

	C	A7	Dm	G
really want to	see you, Lord, but it	takes so long my	Lord.

	Dm	G	Dm	G	Dm	G
My sweet	Lord -	mmh - my	Lord -	mmh - my	Lord.

	C
I really want to	know you, really want to go with you,

Really want to show you, Lord, that it won't take long, my Lord.

My sweet Lord - mmh - my Lord - my sweet Lord.

	C	C7	A7
I really want to	see you, - really want to	see you, - really want to	see you, Lord,

	D	D#dim7	B7	Em	A	Em
Really want to	see you, Lord, but it	takes so	long my	Lord,	my sweet	Lord.

	\|:	A	Em	:\|
		my sweet	Lord,

	D	Bm	D	Bm
I really want to	know you,	really want to	go with you,

	D	B7	Em	A
Really want to	show you, Lord, that it	won't take long, my	Lord.

My sweet Lord - mmh - my Lord - my sweet Lord.

solo

168. Hey Joe

Jimi Hendrix

	C	G	D	A	E	E	E/G	E	E/G	E
	Hey	Joe	where ya'	goin' with that	gun in your hand?

	C	G	D	A	E	E7
I said	hey	Joe	where ya	goin' with that	gun in your hand?

	C	G
	I'm goin' out to	find my woman now,

	D	A	E	E7
	She's been	runnin' round with some	other man

	C	G
	I said I'm goin' out to	find my woman now!

	D	A	E	E7
	She's been	runnin' 'round with some	other man

Hey Joe tell me what are you gonna do?

Well I guess I'll shoot my woman,

That's what I'll do!

Well I guess I'll shoot them both

Before I'm through.

Hey Joe tell me where are you gonna go?

Well I think I'll go down to my favourite place Mexico,

Well I think I'll go down to where a man can be free.

And there ain't gonna be no hangmans ropes

Gonna be put around me.

169. The Wind Cries Mary

Jimi Hendrix

Intro

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F

(I.)

F#

G

- - -

F

(octave)

E

F

- - -

:|

	D	C	G
	After all the	jacks are in their	boxes

	D	C	G
And the	clowns have	all gone to	bed

	D	C	G
You can hear	happiness	staggering on	down the street

	A	C	F	F#	G
	Footsteps	dressed in	red

	A	C	Eb	E	F	- - -	Eb	E	F
And the	wind	whispers	Mar	y

	D	C	G
A	broom is	drearily	sweeping

	D	C	G
	Up the broken	pieces of yesterday's	life

	D	C	G
	Somewhere a	queen is	weeping

	A	C	F	F#	G
	Somewhere a	king has no	wif	e

	A	C	F	F#	G	- - -	F	F#	G
And the	wind	cries	Mar	y

Solo

	D	C	G
	The traffic lights turn	blue to	morrow

	D	C	G
	And shine the	emptyness down on my	bed.

	D	C	G
	The tiny island	sags	downstream

	A	C	F	F#	G
'	Cause the life that	lived is	dea	d.

	A	C	F	F#	G	- - -	F	F#	G
And the	wind	screams	Mar	y

	D	C	G
	Will the wind	ever re	member

	D	C	G
The	names it has	blown in the	past.

	D	C	G
With it's	crutch, it's	old age, and it's	wisdom,

	A	C	F	F#	G
It whispers	no, this will	be the	las	t.

A

C

F

F#

G

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F

F#

G

- - -

F

F#

G

- - -

F

F#

G

And the

wind

cries

Mar

y

170. Sylvias Mother Say's

Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show

	G
	Sylvias mother say's, Sylvi is busy,

	D7
too busy to come to the	phone.

Sylvias mother say's, Sylvi is trying

	G
to start a new live on her	own.

	C	G
	Sylvias mother say's,	Sylvi is happy,

	D7	G
so	why don't you leave her a	lone.

	D7
And the	operater say's forty cence more - for the next three minutes.

	C	G	D7	G
	Please Misses Apriel I	just got to talk to her,	I only keep her a	while.

	C	G	D7
	Please Misses Apriel,	I just want to tell her good	bye.

Sylvias mother say's, Sylvi is packing

she's going and be leaving today.

Sylvias mother say's, Sylvi is marrying

a fellow done Calvestone way.

Sylvias mother say's, please don't say nothing

no make her start crying and stay.

And the operater say's forty cence more - for the next three minutes.

Please Misses Apriel I just got to talk to her, I only keep her a while.

Please Misses Apriel, I just want to tell her goodbye.

Sylvias mother say's, Sylvi is hurrying,

she's catching the nine o'clock train.

Sylvias mother say's, take your umbrella,

cause Sylvi it is starting to rain.

And Sylvias mother say's, thank you for calling

and Sir, won’t you call back again.

And the operater say's forty cence more - for the next three minutes.

Please Misses Apriel I just got to talk to her, I only keep her a while.

Please Misses Apriel, I just want to tell her goodbye.

171. Locomotive Breath

Ian Anderson / Jethro Tull: Aqualung (1971)

Intro:

	\|:	Em	G	D	Em	:\|
	x x x x x x x x x	/ / / /	/	/	/

	Em	Em			G		D		Em
	In the shuffling madness

	Em	Em			G		D		Em
	Of Locomotive Breath.

	Em	Em			G		D		B
	Runs the all-time loser

	B	B		D		Em
	Headlong to his death.

	Em	Em			G		D		Em
	Oh! He feels the pistons scraping,

	Em	Em			G		D
	Steam Breaking on his brow:

	G	A	B	D	A	B
Old	Charlie stole the	handle - And the	train, it	won't	stop	going:

	B	A	G	Em
	no way	to	slow	down.

He sees his children jumping off

At stations one by one.

His woman and his best friend

In bed and having fun.

Oh! He's crawling down the corridor,

On his hands and knees.

Old Charlie stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going:

No way to slow down.

He hears the silence howling

Catches angels as they fall.

And the all-time winner

Has got him by the balls.

Oh he picks up gideon's Bible

Open at page one.

I thank God he stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going:

No way to slow down!

172. Tainted Love

Edward Cobb / Soft Cell : Non-Stop Erotic Cabaret (1981)

	Gm	A#	D#	A#	C	Gm	A#	D#	A#	C
Some	times,	I	feel,	I've	got to		Run a	way,	I've	got to

	Gm	A#	D#	A#	C	Gm	A#	D#	A#	C
		Get a	way, From	the	pain you	drive in	to the	heart	of	me.

	Gm	A#	D#	A#	C	Gm	A#	D#
The	love	we	share,		seems to		Go no	where.

A#

C

Gm

A#

D#

A#

C

Gm

A#

D#

A#

C

Gm

A#

D#

A#

C

And

I've

lost

my

light,

For I

toss

and

turn;

I

can't

sleep

at

night.

	Gm	A#	D#
	Once I ran to you,	now I run from you,	This tainted love you've given,

	C
I	give you all a girl could give you. Take my tears and that's not nearly

Gm

A#

D#

A#

C

Gm

A#

D#

A#

C

Gm

A#

D#

A#

C

All,

Tain

ted

love,

Oh,

oh,

Tainted

love.

Now I know, I've got to Run away, I've got to Get away.

You don't really want any more from me. To make things right,

You need someone to hold you tight.

And you think love is to pray, But I'm sorry, I don't pray that way.

Once I ran to you, now I run from you, This tainted love you've given,

I give you all a girl could give you. Take my tears and that's not nearly

All, Tainted love, oh, oh, oh, Tainted love.

Don't touch me, please, I can not stand the way you tease.

I ove you, though you hurt me so, Now I'm going to pack my things and go.

|: Tainted love, oh, oh, oh, Tainted love, oh, oh, oh. :|

|: Touch me, baby, tainted love, :|

|: Tainted love, oh, oh, oh, :|

173. Summertime

Dubose Heyward, Ira & George Gerswin / Janis Joplin: Cheap Thrills (1968)

	E	Am	E	Am	E	Am	E	Am	E
	Summer	time	,	and the l	ivin' is	easy,

	E	Dm	Dsus	Dm	E	E7
	Fish are	jum	pin',	and the cotton is	high.

	Am	E		Am	E	Am	E		Am	D7
Oh your daddy's	rich,			and your	ma, she's good	lookin',

	C	Am	Dm	E	Am	E	Am	E
So h	ush little	baby,	don't	you	cry.

One of these mornings, you're gonna wake up singing,

And you'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky.

But 'till that morning, there ain't nothing to harm you,

Your mamma and your papa gonna be standing by.

Summertime, and the livin' is easy,

Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high.

Oh your daddy's rich, and your ma, she's good lookin',

So hush little baby, don't you cry.

174. Stand By Me

King, Glick / Ben E. King (1961)

	C	Am	F	G	C

When the night is cold, and the land is dark

And the moon is the only light we'll see.

No I won't be afraid. No, I won't be afraid,

Just as long as you stand, stand by me.

So darling, darling, stand by me. Oh, stand by me.

Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me.

And the sky that we look upon should crumble and fall,

And the mountains should tumble to the sea.

I won't cry, I won't cry. Oh I won't shed a tear,

Just as long as you stand stand by me.

So darling, darling, stand by me. Oh, stand by me.

Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me.

SOLO:

And darling, darling, stand by me. Oh, stand by me.

Stand by me, Oh stand now, stand by me, stand by me.

Whenever you're in trouble just stand by me. Oh, stand by me,

Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me...

175. The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Solomon Linda, George David Weiss / the Kingston Trio

	D	G	D	A
Oooh	weeeeeeee-	eeee ooh wee um	ma ma a	weh

	D	G	D	A
Oooh	weeeeeeee-	eeee ooh wee um	ma ma a	weh

	D	G
	In the jungle, The	mighty jungle

	D	A
The	lion sleeps to	night

	D	G
	Near the jungle, the	quiet jungle

	D	A
The	lion sleeps to	night

Hey, Hey, Hey

Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh

In the village, the peacefull village

The lion sleeps tonight

Near the village, the quiet village

The lion sleeps tonight

Hey, Hey, Hey,

Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh

Wee ma ma weh, wee ma ma weh...

Hush my darlin', don't fear my darlin'

The lion sleeps tonight

Hush my darlin', don't fear my darlin'

The lion sleeps tonight

Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh

Whoa oh oh oh-oh, whoa oh oh oh-oh, whoa I'm on my way oooh weeeeee

ooh wee um ma ma weh

176. Apeman

R. D. Davies / the Kinks

Intro

D

A

E

-

D

E

A

	A	E
	I think I'm sophisticated 'cause I'm living my life just like a	good homo sapiens.

	A	E
But	all around me everybody's multiplying and they're	walking round like flies man.

	D	A
So	I'm no better than the animals sitting in the	cages in the zoo man.

	E	A
Cause compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees	I am an ape	man.

I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'cause I'm a strict vegetarian.

But with the over-population and inflation and starvation and the crazy politicians:

I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war.

I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman.

	A	E
	I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an	apeman!

	A	E
I'm a	King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an	apeman!

	D	A
'Cause	compared to the sun that sits in the sky, Com	pared to the clouds as they roll by,

	E	A
Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies	I am an ape	man.

spoken

	A	E
	In man's evolution he's created the city and the	motor traffic rumble.

	A	E
But	give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and	living in the jungle.

	D	A
'Cause the	only time that I feel at ease Is	swinging up and down in the coconut trees.

	E	A
Oh what a life of luxury to	be like an ape	man.

I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman

I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman

I look out the window but I can't see the sky, The air pollution is a-fucking up my eyes,

I want to get out of this city alive and make like an apeman.

	A	E	A	E	A
	Oh come on and	love me, be my apeman	girl, And we'll be so	happy in my apeman	world.

I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman

I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman

I'll be your Tarzan, you'll be my Jane, I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane,

We'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day, just like an apeman.

I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman

I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman

I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war.

I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman.

Capo IV

177. Autumn Almanac

R.D. Davies / The Kinks (1967)

	A	B	E	A	B	E	Am	D	G
	/ /	/ / / /	/ /	/ /	/ / / /	/ / From the	dew soaked hedge creeps a	crawly caterpillar

	D	C	D	G	D	G	D
The	dawn begins to crack,	it's	all	part	of my	autumn alma	nac!

	Am	D	G
	Breeze blows leaves of a	musty colored yellow

	D	C	D	G	D	G	D
So I	sweep them in my sack,	yes,	yes,	yes,	it's my	autumn alma	nac

	E	A	B	E	A	B	E
	Friday evening	pe-	ople get to	gether,	hi-	iding from the	weather

	C#m	C#m/C	E
	Tea and	toasted buttered currant	buns

	F#	A	G#
Can't	compensate for lack of	sun because the	summer's all gone

	Am	D	G	D
La-la-	la la-la, la la	la-la la la-la-la	ohh! my	poor rheumatic back

	C	D	G	D	G	D
	Yes,	yes,	yes,	it's my	autumn alma	nac

	Am	D	G	D
	La-la-la la-la,	la la la-la la la -	ohh! my	autumn almanac

	C	D	G	D	G	D
	Yes,	yes,	yes,	it's my	autumn alma	nac

	G	D	C	D	G	D	C	G
	I like my	football	on a	Saturday,	roast beef on	Sunday's	al-	right

	G	D	C	D	G	D	C	G
	I'm goin' to	Blackpool	for my	holidays,	sit in the	open	sun	light

	Gm	A#	D#	F
	This is my street	and I'm never gonna	leave it

	A#	A	G#	G
And I'm always gonna	stay if I	live to be	ninety-	nine

	Gm	C7	G	G7
'Cause all the people I	meet	seem to come from my	street

	A	B	Em	A
And I can't get	away,	because it's calling me (	come on	home)

	G	A
Hear it calling me (	come on	home)

	Am	D	G	D
La-la-	la la-la, la la la-	la la la-la-la	ohh! my	autumn almanyac

	C	D	G	D	G	D
	Yes,	yes,	yes,	it's my	autumn alma	nac

	Am	D	G	D
	La-la-la la-la,	la la la-la la la -	ohh! my	autumn almanac

	C	D	G	D	C	D	G	D	C	D	G
	Yes,	yes,	yes,	yes,	yes,	yes,	yes,	yes

	C	D	G	(repeat and fade out)
	Bop bop	bop-m bop-m	ba -ohh!

178. A Well Respected Man

R. D. Davies / the Kinks (1965)

	G		C	C/B	Am	C	C/B	Am
		'Cause he	gets up	in the	morning, and he	goes to	work at	nine.

	C	C/B	Am	C	C/B	Am
And he	comes back	home at	five thirty, gets the	same train	every	time

	C	C/B	Am	C	C/B	Am
'Cause his	world is	built on	punctuali-	ty it	never	fails

	C	C/B	Am	C	C/B	Am
'Cause he's	oh	so	good, and he's	oh	so	fine,

	C	C/B	Am	C	C/B	Am
And he's	oh	so	healthy in his	body	and his	mind

	F	Em	F	D	G	G/C	G
He's a	well respected	man about town	Doing the best things	so conserva	tively.

And his mother goes to meetings while his father pulls the maid.

And she stirs the tea with councilors while discussing foreign trade.

And she passes looks as well as Bill's at every suave young man.

Cos he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine,

And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind.

He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively-

And he likes his own backyard, and he likes his fags the best,

'Cause he's better than the rest, and his arm sweat smells the best,

And he hopes to grab his father's loot when big foot passes on.

Cos he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine,

And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind.

He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively-

And he plays at stocks and shares, and he goes to the regatta.

He adores the girl next door 'cause he's dying to get at her,

But his mother knows the best about the matrimonial stakes.

Cos he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine,

And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind.

He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively-

179. Better Things

Ray Davies / The Kinks: To the Bone (1996)

	D	F#m	G	A

	D	F#m
Here's	wishing you the	bluest sky

	G	A	D
	hoping something	better comes to	morrow,

	F#m
Hoping all the	verses rhyme,

	G	A
And the	very best of	choruses too.

	Bm	F#m
	Follow all the	doubt and sadness

	D	E	A	G
	I know that better	things are on their	way.

Here's hoping that the days ahead

Won't be as bitter as the ones behind you.

Be an optimist instead,

And somehow happiness will find you.

Forget what happened yesterday,

I know that better things are on their way.

	G	D	G	A
	It's really good to see you	rocking out and	having	fun,

	D	G	A
	Living like you've	just be	gun.

	D	G	A
	Accepting life for	what it	brings,

	D	G	A	D	F#m
	I hope tomorrow	you find	better	things.

	G	A	D	F#m	G	A
	I hope tomorrow	you find better	things.

Here's wishing you the bluest sky

And hoping something better comes tomorrow.

Hoping all the verses rhyme,

And the very best of choruses too.

Follow all the drudge and sadness

I know that better things are on the way.

I know you've got a lot of good things happ'ning up ahead.

The past is gone, it's all been said.

So here's to what the future brings,

I hope tomorrow you find better things.

180. Celluloid Heroes

Raymond Douglas Davies / The Kinks: Everybody's in Show-Biz (1972)

	G	D	C	G
	Everybody's a	dreamer, and	everybody's a	star,

	Bm	Em	C	D
And	everybody's in	movies, it doesn't	matter who you	are!

	Em	Bm	C	D
There are	stars in every	city - In ev'ry	house and on ev'ry	street,

	G7	C	D	G
And if you	walk down Hollywood	Boulevard - Their names are	written in con	crete.

	G	D	C	G
Don't	step on Greta	Garbo as you	walk down the Boule	vard;

	Bm	Em	C	D
She	looks so weak and	fragile that's why she	tried to be so	hard.

	Em	Bm	C	D
But they	turned her into a	princess - And they	sat her on a	throne.

	G7	C	D	G
But she	turned her back on	stardom - Because she	wanted to be a	lone.

	F	C	G
You can	see all the stars as you	walk down Hollywood	Boulevard.

	F	C	G
	Some that you recognize,	some that you've hardly even	heard of.

	F	C	G
	People who worked and	suffered and struggled for	fame,

	F	C	G
	Some who succeeded and	some who suffered in	vain.

	G	D	C	G
	Rudolph Valen	tino looks	very much a	live,

	Bm	Em	C	D
And he	looks up ladies	dresses as they	sadly pass him	by.

	Em	Bm	C	D
Avoid	stepping on Bela	Lugosi - 'Cause he's	liable to turn and	bite!

	G7	C	D	G
But stand	close by Bette	Davis - Because	hers was such a lonely	life.

	G	D	C	G
If you	covered him with	garbage George	Sanders would still have	style,

	Bm	Em	C	D
And if you	stamped on Mickey	Rooney He would	still turn round and	smile.

	Em	Bm	C	D
But please don't	tread on dearest	Marilyn - 'Cause	she's not very	tough.

	G7	C	D	G
She	should have been made of	iron or steel - But she was	only made of flesh and	blood.

	F	C	G
You can	see all the stars as you	walk down Hollywood	Boulevard

	F	C	G
	Some that you recognize,	some that you've hardly even	heard of

	F	C	G
	People who worked and	suffered and struggled for	fame

	F	C	G
	Some who succeeded and	some who suffered in	vain

	G	D	C	G
	Everybody's a	dreamer, and	everybody's a	star,

	Bm	Em	C	D
And	everybody's in	show biz, it doesn't	matter who you	are!

	Em	Bm	C	D
And those who	are success	ful - Be	always on your	guard,

	G7	C	D	G
Suc	cess walks hand in	hand with failure - Along	Hollywood Boule	vard.

bridge

	F	C	G
I	wish my life was	non-stop Hollywood	movie show.

	F	C	G
A	fantasy world of	celluloid villains and he	roes.

	F	C	G
Because	celluloid heroes	never feel any	pain,

	F	C	G
And	celluloid heroes	never really	die!

	F	C	G
You can	see all the stars as you	walk down Hollywood	Boulevard

	F	C	G
	Some that you recognize,	some that you've hardly even	heard of

	F	C	G
	People who worked and	suffered and struggled for	fame

	F	C	G
	Some who succeeded and	some who suffered in	vain

	\|:	F	C	G	:\|
	La la	la la la - la la	la la la - la la	la la la

	F	C	G	F	C	G
Oh,	celluloid heroes	never feel any	pain - Oh,	celluloid heroes	never really	die.

bridge

	F	C	G
I	wish my life was	non-stop Hollywood	movie show.

	F	C	G
A	fantasy world of	celluloid villains and he	roes.

	F	C	G
Because	celluloid heroes	never feel any	pain,

	F	C	G
And	celluloid heroes	never really	die!

181. Complicated Life

Ray Davies / the Kinks: Muswell Hillbillies (1971)

(intro:)

D

A

A7

D

G

D

A

A7

D

G

D

	A	D
Well I	woke up this morning with a pain in my neck, A	pain my heart, and a pain my chest,

	A
I	went to the doctor and the good doctor said:

	D
You gotta	slow down your life or you're gonna be dead,

	G	D	A7	D
"	Cut out the struggle and	strife, It only	complicates your	life."

	A
Well I	cut down women, I cut down booze,

	D
Stopped	iron' my shirts, cleaning my shoes,

	A
Stopped	going to work and stopped reading the news,

	D
Sitting	twiddling my thumbs 'cos I got nothing to do,

	G	D	A	D
	Minimal exer	cise To help un	complicate my	life,

	N.C.
	Gotta stand and face it, life is so complicated!

	D	A
Ladi dah di	dah dah, Ladi dah di	dah dah,

	A7	D	G	D
Got to get a	way from the complicated	life	son!

	D	A
Life is over	rated, life is compli	cated

	A7	D	G	D
Must alev	iate this complicated	life

(Instrumental Break- repeat the first verse, and sing the last two lines)

	G	D	A7	D
"	Cut down the struggle and	strife, It's such a	complicated	life."

	A
Like	old Mother Hubbard I got nothin' in the cupboard,

	D	A
	Got no dinner and I got no supper,	Holes in my shoes I got holes in my socks,

	D
I	can't go to work 'cos I can't get a job,

	G	D	A7	D
The	bills are rising sky	high, It's such a	complicated	life,

	N.C.
	Gotta stand and face it, Life is so complicated

Ladi dah di dah dah, Ladi dah di dah dah, Got to get away from the complicated life son!

Life is overrated, life is complicated Must aleviate this complicated life!

Ladi dah di dah dah(Life is overrated), Ladi dah di dah dah(Life is complicated),

Got to get away from(Got to get away) the complicated life son!

Life is overrated, life is complicated, Must aleviate this complicated life!

	A7	D	G	D
Got to get a	way from the complicated	life	son...

182. Dandy

R. D. Davies/the Kinks: Face to Face (1967)

	D
	Dandy, Dandy, Where you gonna go now? Who you gonna run to?

	G	Bm	Em	G	Bm	Em
	All your	little	life - You're	chasing	all the	girls.

	G	Bm	Em	G	C	D
They	can't	resist your	smile.	Ohoh, they	long for -	Dandy, Dandy.

Checkin' out the ladies, Tickelin' their fancy,

Pouring out your charm - To meet your own demands,

And turn it off at will. Ohoh, they long for - Dandy, Dandy.

Knockin' on the back door, Climbing through the window,

Hub' is gone away, And while the cat's away,

The mice are gonna play. Ohoh, you're low down - Dandy, Dandy. -- Dandy

	F#	B	C#7
	Dandy, you know you're	moving much too	fast,

	F#	B	C#7
	And Dandy, you know you	can't escape	the past.

	A	Bm	E
Look	around thee and see the	people settle	down,

	A	A/G	A/F#	A7
And	when you're old and	grey you will re	member what they	said,

	A	A/G	A/F#	A7
That	two girls are too	many, three's a	crowd and four your	dead.

	D
Oh	Dandy, Dandy, When you gonna give up? Are you feeling old now?

	G	Bm	Em	G	Bm	Em
You	always	will be	free, You	need	no sympa	thy,

	G	Bm	Em	G	C	G
A	bachelor	you will	stay, and	Dandy,	you're	all right.

	\|:	C	D	C	D	:\|
		You're all	right. --	You're all	right.

	C	D	D	Dsus4	D
	You're all	right.

183. Days

The Kinks

	D	A		G	D	G	D	A	D
	Thank you for the days	-	Those	endless	days, those	sacred	days you	gave	me

	D	A		G	D	G	D	A	D
I'm	thinkin' of the days	-	I	won't	forget a	single	day be	lieve	me

	G	D	G	D	G	D	A	D
I've	blessed the	light - I've	blessed the	light that	lights on	you be	lieve	me

	G	D	G	D	G	D	A	D
And	though you're	gone - You're	with me	ev'ry	single	day be	lieve	me

	Bb	F	C	Bb	F	C
	Days I'll re	member all my	life -	Days when you	can't see wrong from	right

	Bb	F	Bb	F	Bb	F	C	F
You	took my	life - But	then I	knew that	very	soon you'd	leave	me

	Bb	F	Bb	F	Bb	F	C	F
But	it's all	right - Now	I'm not	frightened	of this	world be	lieve	me

bridge

	F	A	A7	Dm	A	A7
	I wish to	day	would be to	morrow; The night is	dark,

	Dm	C	Bb	A
It just brings	sorrow -	let it	rain

	D	A
Thank you for the	days	-	Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me

I'm thinkin' of the days - I won't forget a single day believe me

Days I'll remember all my life - Days when you can't see wrong from right

You took my life - But then I knew that very soon you'd leave me

But it's allright - Now I'm not frightened of this world believe me

	A	D	A
	Day-ay-ays - Thank you for the	days

Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me

I'm thinkin' of the days - I won't forget a single day believe me

I've blessed the light - I've blessed the light that shines on you believe me

And though you're gone - I won't forget a single day believe me

	Bb	B	C	C#	D
	Day-	ay-	ay-	ay-	ays

184. Dead End Street

Raymond Douglas Davis / the Kinks (1967)

	Am	C	G
	There's a crack up in the	cei	ling,

	Dm	F	Am
	And the kitchen sink is	lea	king.

	Am	C	G
	Out of work and got no	mo	ney,

	Dm	F	Am
	A Sunday joint of bread and	ho	ney!

	Am	G	F	E7
	What are we living for?		Two roomed apartment on the	second floor!

	Am	G	F	E7
	No money comin' in,		the rent collector's out and	try'n to get in!

	A	Dm	E
	We are strictly second class, and we	don't under	stand!

	Am	G	F	E
	Dead end! (Why)	We should be in	dead end	street.

	Am	G	F	E
	Dead end!	People are livin' in	dead end	street.

	Am	G	F	E
	Dead end! I'm	gonna die in	dead end	street.

	C	F	C	F
	Dead end	street (yeah!)	Dead end	street (yeah!)

On a cold and frosty morning, Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning.

And my feet are nearly frozen, Boil the tea and put some toast on.

What are we livin' for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor!

No chance to emigrate, I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late!

We both worked to work so hard, but we can't get a chance!

Dead end! People live in dead end street!

Dead end! People are dyin' at dead end street!

Dead end! I'm gonna die at dead end street!

Dead end street (yeah!) Dead end street (yeah!)

trombone solo

Dead end! People live on dead end street.

Dead end! People are dyin' at dead end street.

Dead end! I'm gonna die on dead end street.

Dead end street (yeah!) Dead end street (yeah!)

Dead end street (yeah!) Head to my feet (yeah!)

Dead end street (Yah!)...

trumpet solo

KD: Capo II MB: -

185. I'm Not Like Everybody Else

R.D. Davies / the Kinks (1966)

	Am	E-3-2-3p2	Em
(Intro)	/		/

	G	D	Dsus4	D
	I won't take all that they	ha	nd me	down

	Am	Em
And	make up a smile though I	wear a frown

	G	D	Dsus4	D
And I'm	not gonna take it a	life	time

	Am	Em
'Cause	once I get started I'll	go to town

	Em	D	Dsus4	D		Am	Em
	I'm not like everybody	els	e;			I'm not like everybody	else!

	Em	D	Dsus4	D		Am	Em
	I'm not like everybody	els	e;			I'm not like everybody	else!

	Em	D	A
	And I don't want to talk around like	everybody	else

	Em	D	A
	And I don't want to live my life like	everybody	else

	Em	D	A
	And I won't say that I've gone by like	everybody	else

	Am	Em	Am	Em
'Cause	I'm not like everybody	else -	I'm not like everybody	else

My little darling I love you true

And do all the things you want me to

Confess all my sins if you want me to

But there's one thing I'll keep saying:

I'm not like everybody else...

	Em	Em
	Like everybody else -	Like everybody else

	Em
	Like everybody else...

If you all want me to settle down

there's no way to stop all my goin' 'round

I'll do everything that you want me to

But there's one thing I'll keep saying:

I'm not like everybody else; I'm not like everybody else!

And I don't want to talk around like everybody else

And I don't want to live my life like everybody else

And I don't want to say goodbye like everybody else

'Cause I'm not like everybody else - I'm not like everybody else

	Em	Em	Em
	Like everybody else -	Like everybody else -	Like everybody else...

186. Lola

Ray Davies / the Kinks: Lola vs. Powerman and the Moneygoround, Part I (1970)

Intro:

	C	C	C///	D/	E

	E
I	met her in a club down in old Soho where you

	A	D	E	A	Asus4
	drink champagne and it	tastes just like cherry	cola C-O-L-A	co	la

	E
She	walked up to me and she asked me to dance

	A	D
I	asked her her name and in a	dark brown voice she said

	E	A	D	C	C//////	D/	E	(riff)
	Lola L-O-L-A	Lola	Lo lo lo lo	Lo - la

Well I'm not the world's most physical guy, but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine

You know my Lola; Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola!

Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand - Why she walked like a woman but talked like a man:

Oh, my Lola, Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola, Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola

	B7	F#7
Well we	drank champagne and danced all night	under electric candle light

	A	A	A7
She	picked me up and sat me on her knee and	said "	Dear boy won't you come home with me?"

Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy, but when I looked in her eyes, well I almost fell for my

Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la -- Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la

	A	E	B	A	E	B	A	E	B
I	pushed	her a	way I	walked	to the	door I	fell	to the	floor

	E	G#7	C#m	B	B13	E
I got	down	on my	knees Then	I looked at her and she at	me

Well, that's the way that I want it to stay, And I always want it to be that way for

my Lola - Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls, It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world,

Except for Lola - Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola

Well I left home just a week before, And I've never ever kissed a woman before

But Lola smiled and took me by the hand, Said: Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man.

Well I'm not the world's most passionate man,

But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man and so is Lola.

Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la

Capo III

187. Sunny Afternoon

R. D. Davies / the Kinks: Face to Face (1966)

Intro:

	\|:	Dm	Dm/C	Dm/B	Dm/Bb	A	A/G	A/F	A/E	:\|

	Dm	C7	F	C7
The	taxman's taken	all my dough And	left me in my	stately home,

	A	A/G	A/F	A/E	Dm
	Lazin'	on a	sunny	after	noon.

	Dm	C7	F	C7
	And I can't	sail my yacht, He's	taken every	thing I've got,

	A	A/G	A/F	A/E	Dm
	All I've	got's this	sunny	after	noon.

	D7	G7	C7	F	A7
	Save me, save me, save me from this gr	eed; I got a big	fat mama tryin' to break	me.

	Dm	G7	Dm	G7	C7
And I	love to live so	pleasantly -	Live this life of	luxu	ry;

	F	A7	Dm	Dm/C	Dm/B	Dm/Bb	A	A/G	A/F	A/E
	Lazin' on a	sunny after	noon			- In the	summer	time.

My girlfriend's run off with my car And gone back to her ma and pa,

Tellin' tales of drunkenness and cruelty.

Now I'm sittin' here, Sippin' at my ice-cooled beer;

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

Help me, help me, help me sail away. Who give me two good reasons why I are to stay?

'Cause I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury;

Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime.

In the summertime

Save me, save me, save me from this greed, I got a big fat mama tryin' to break me.

And I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury;

Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime.

In the summertime...

188. The Village Green Preservation Society

R. Douglas Davies / The Kinks are The Village Green Preservation Society (1968)

Riff 1: C Riff 2: D d ------------------ ---------0-----0-- A --------0h3--0h3-- -0--0h2-----2----- E --3--3------------ ------------------

	\|:	C		G		F		G		riff1	:\|

	C	G	F	C	Riff1
	We are the the	Village Green	Preservation So	ciety

	C	G	F	C	Riff1
	God save	Donald Duck,	vaudeville and va	riety

	C	G	F	C	Riff1
	We are the	Desperate Dan	Appreciation So	ciety

	C	G	F	C	Riff1
	God save	strawberry jam	and all the different va	rieties

	C	G	F	C	Riff1
	Preserving the	old ways from	being ab	used

	C	G	F	G	F	C
	Protecting the	new ways for	me and for	you -	What more can we	do?

We are the Draught Beer Preservation society

God save Mrs. Mopp and good old Mother Riley

We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium

God save the George Cross and all those who were awarded them

bridge

C

G

F

G

C

G

F

G

C

=>

D

Oo

-wo

-oo

-oh

-

oo

-wo

-oo

-oh

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	We are the	Sherlock Holmes	English Speaking Ver	nacular

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	Help save	Fu Manchu,	Moriarty and	Dracula

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	We are the	Office Block	Persecution Af	finity

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	God save	little shops,	china cups and	virginity

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	We are the	Skyscraper	Condemnation Af	filliate

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	God save	Tudor houses,	antique tables and bil	liards

	D	A	G	D	Riff2
	Preserving the	old ways	from being ab	used

	D	A	G	A	G	D
	Protecting the	new ways	for me and for	you -	What more can we	do?

We are the Village Green Preservation Society

God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety

We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society

God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties

|:We are the Village Green Preservation Society

God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety:|

D

A

G

D

A

G

D

God save the

Village Green

189. 20th Century Man

Ray Davies/the Kinks: Muswell Hillbillies (1971)

A

A#-A

A

D

A

E

A

(riff1 2x)

A

D

G

D

G

D

A

(riff1 2x)

	A	E
	This is the age of machinery, a mechanical	nightmare;

	A	D	G	D	A	(riff)
A	wonderful world of technology,	Napalm, hydrogen	bomb, bio	logical	warfare!

	A	E
	This is the twentieth century, too much aggra	vation!

	A	D	G	D	A	(riff)
	It's the age of insanity,	What has become of the	green pleasant	fields of	Jeruselem?

	A	G	G	A	G
	Ain't got no ambiti	on	,	I'm just disillusioned.

D

(no chord)

A

(riff1)

A

D

G

D

G

D

A

(riff1)

I'm a

twentie

th century man but I don't want, don't wanna

be here

	A	G	G#	A	E
	My mama says she can't unders	tand m	e,	Can't see me moti	vation!

	A	D	G	D	A	(riff1)
	Just give me some security, I'm a pa	ranoid schizoid	product of the	20th	century	!

	A	G	G#	A	E
	You keep all your smart modern	wri	ters	, Give me William	Shakespeare.

	A	D	G	D	A	(riff)
	You keep all your smart modern painters,	I'll take Rembrandt,	Tizian,	Da Vinci and	Gainsbo	rough!

	A	G	G#	A	G
G	irl, we gotta get out of h	er	e, w	e gotta find a solution!

	D	(no chord)	A	(Riff1)
I'm a	twentieth	century man but I don't want, don't wanna	die here

	A	G	G#	A	G
	Well, we gotta get outta	he	re,	we've gotta find a solution.

	D	(no chord)	A
I'm a	twent	ieth century man but I don't want, don't wanna be	here!

Bridge

	Em	A5	Em	G	G/F#	Em
I was	born in a wellfare	state,	ruled by burea	ucr	acy;

	D	Am	C	C/B	A5
Con	trolled by civil	servants and	people	dressed in	grey.

	A5	Am	A5	G	G/F#	Em
	Got no pri	vacy,	got no li	ber	ty,

	D	A5	C	C/B	A	(Riff1)
'Cause the	twentieth century	people took it	all	away from	me.

Riff2 four times

	A	(no chord)	G	D	A
	Do	n't wanna get myself shot down

	(no chord)	G	D	A
	By some trigger happy policeman,

	(no chord)	G	D
	Gotta keep a hold of my sanity

	D	F	C	G	A
I'm a	twentieth	century	man but I	don't wanna	die here...

Riff2 four times

	(no chord)	G	D	A	(no chord)	G	D	A
	My mama says she can't under	sta	nd	me,	Can't see my motivation	.

	(no chord)	G	D	D	F	C	G	A
	Ain't got no security	,	I'm a	twentieth	century	man but I	don't wanna	die here...

Riff2 - repeat ...

I don't want twentieth century man, I don't want twentieth century man,

I don't want twentieth century man, I don't want twentieth century man.

	A	G	D	A	G	D	A
	This is the twentieth centur	y		Too much aggravation!

	G	D	D	F	C	G	A
This is the age of insani	ty	, I'm a	twentieth	century	man but I	don't wanna	be here...

Riff1: | Riff2: ---------------------------- |-(A)-----(G)--------(G/F#)-(Em)---- -------------------3-3-3-2-- |----3-3-2---------0------0--------- -------------------2-2-2-2-- repeat |----2-2-2---------0------0--------- -------------------4-4-4-2-- |----4-4-2---0---0------0------0---- ----0-5p0-5p0---0----------- |--0-------0------------------------ --------------0------------- |--------------3------2------0------

190. Where Have all the Good Times Gone?

R. D. Davies / The Kinks

	Intro:	G	F	D	G	F	D	/ / / / / (crashing)

	G	F	G	F
Well,	in my life I	never stopped to	worry 'bout a	thing

	G	F	G	F
	Open up and	shout it out and	never try to	sing

	C	A	G
	Wondering if I done	wrong

	F	D
Will	this impression last too	long? But -

	G	F	G	F	G	F
Won't you	tell me	-	Where have all the	good times	gone?

	G	F	G	F
	Where have all the	good times	gone?

	G	F	G	F
Well,	once we had an	easy ride and	always felt the	same

	G	F	G	F
	Time was on my	side and I had	everything to	gain

	C	A	G
	Let it be like	yesterday

	F	D
	Please let me have happy	days And -

Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?

	G	F	G	F
	Ma & Pa look	back at all the	things they used to	do

	G	F	G	F
	Didn't have no	money and they	always told the	truth

	C	A	G
	Daddy didn't have no	toys

	F	D
	And Mommy didn't need no	boys.

Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?

	G	F	D	G	F	D	/ / / / / (crashing)

	G	F	G	F
	Yesterday was	such an easy	game for you to	play

	G	F	G	F
	But lets face it -	things are so much	easier	today

	C	A	G
	Guess you need some bringin'	down

	F	D
	And get your feet back on the	ground

Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone?

	G	F	D	G	F	D	/ / / / / (crashing)	G

191. Me and Bobby McGee

Kris Kristofferson / Janis Joplin

Intro

	G
	Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,

	D7
feelin' nearly faded as my	jeans.

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rains,

	G
Took us all the way to New Or	leans.

I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

	G7	C
And was blowin' sad while	Bobby sang the	blues.

	C	G
With them	Windshield wipers slappin' time, and	Bobby clappin' hands we finely

	D7	G
	sang up every song that driver	knew.

	C	G
	Freedom's just another word for	nothing left to lose.

	D7	G
	Nothing ain't worth nothing but it's	free.

	C	G
	Feeling good was easy, Lord, when	Bobby sang the blues.

	D7
	Feeling good was good enough for me,

	G	A
Good enough for me and Bobby Mc	Gee.

From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun

	E7
Bobby shared the secrets of my	soul.

Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done,

	A
Every Night she kept me from the	cold.

	A
Then	somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away;

	A7	D
Lookin' for the	home and I hope she'll	find!

	A
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a	single yesterday,

	E7	A
	Holding Bobby's body close to	mine.

	D	A
	Freedom's just another word for	nothing left to lose.

	E7	A
	Nothing ain't worth nothing, But it's	free.

Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.

Feeling good was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

G#+

Fmaj7

Dsus4

192. Stairway to Heaven

Led Zeppelin

Intro:

|:

Am

G#+

C

D

Fmaj7

G

Am

:|

C

D

Fmaj7

Am

C

G

D

C

D

Fmaj7

Am

C

D

Fmaj7

	Am	G#+	C	D	Fmaj7	G	Am
There's a	lady who's	sure all that	glitters is	gold and she's	buying a stairway to	hea	ven.

	Am	G#+	c	D
When she	get's there she	knows if the	stores are all	closed

	Fmaj7	G	Am	Am/H		C	D	Fmaj7	Am
With a	word she can get what she	came	for		-	ooh	ooh	ooh	ooh

	Am	C	G	D
	And she's	buying a	stairway to	heaven.

	C	D	Fmaj7	Am
There's a	sign on the	wall but she	wants to be	sure,

	C	D	G	Fmaj7
cause you	know sometimes	words have	two	meanings.

	Am	G#+	C	D
In a	tree by the	brook, there's a	songbird who	sings,

	Fmaj7	G	Am	Am	G#+	C	D	Fmaj7	G	Am
sometimes	all of our thoughts are mis	gi	ven.

Am7Am

Dsus4

D

Am7

Am

D6

D

C

D

Am7

Am

Dsus4

D

Oh it makes me

wonder

oh, makes me wonder

	C	G	Am	C	G	D	Am
There's a	feeling I	get when I	look to the west, And my	spirit is	crying for	lea	ving.

	C	G	Am	C	G	D	Am
In my	thoughts I have	seen rings of	smoke through the trees, And the	voices of	those who stand	loo	king.

Am7Am

Dsus4

D

Am7

Am

D6

D

C

D

Am7

Am

Dsus4

D

Oh it makes me

wonder

oh, makes me wonder

and it whispert that soon, if we all call the tune, Than the piper will lead us to reason.

And a new day will dawn - for those who stand long, And the forrests will echo with laughter.

Oh it makes me wonder oh oh

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow - Don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the may-queen.

Yes there are two paths you can go by - But in the long run, It's still time to change the road you're on.

Oh it makes me wonder oh oh

Your head is hummin' and it won't go in a case, you don't know, The piper's calling you to join him.

Dear lady can you hear the wind blow and did you know, Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

	\|:	\|:	D2	D	D4	:\|	:\|	F	G	Am

	Am	G	F	G	F	G
	And as we	wind on down the	road	Our shadows	taller than our	soul.

There walks a lady we all know, Who shines white light and wants to show,

How everything still turn to gold.

And if you listen very hard, The tune will come to you at last.

when all are one and one is all, to be a rock and not a roll.

	Fmaj7	Am
	And she's buying a stairway to hea	ven

193. Bring On The Lucie (Freda People)

John Lennon/Mind Games (1974)

	E	B	A	B	A	E

	E	B	A	B	A	E
	We don't care what	flag you're	waving

We don't even want to know your name

We don't care where you're from or where you're going

All we know is that you came

You're making all our decisions

We just have one request of you

That while you're thinking things over

Here's something you just better do

Free the people now! - Do it do it do it do it now!

Well we were caught with our hands in the air

Don't despair paranoia is everywhere

We can shake it with our love when we're scared

So let's shout it aloud like a prayer

Free the people now! - Do it do it do it do it now!

We understand your paranoia

But we don't want to play your game

You think you're cool and know what you're doing

666 is your name

So while you're jerking off each-other

You better bear this thought in mind

Your time is up, you better know it

But maybe you don't read the signs

Free the people now! - Do it do it do it do it now!

Well you were caught with your hands in the kill

And you still got to swallow your pill

As you slip and slide down the hill

On the blood of the people you killed

Stop the killing now! - Do it do it do it do it now!

Bring on the lucie ...

C/G

194. Imagine

John Lennon / John Lennon: Imagine (1971)

	C	F	C	F

	C	Cmaj7	F	C	Cmaj7	F
	Imagine	there's no	heaven,	it's	easy if you	try.

	C	Cmaj7	F	C	Cmaj7	F
	No	hell below	us,	above us	only	sky.

	F	Am	Dm7	Dm7/C		G	C/G	G7
	Imagine	all the	people			living	for to	day.

	C	Cmaj7	F	C	Cmaj7	F
	Imagine	there's no	countries,	it isn't	hard to	do.

	C	Cmaj7	F	C	Cmaj7	F
	No	greed or	hunger,	and no	religion	too.

	F	Am	Dm7	Dm7/C		G	C/G	G7
	Imagine	all the	people			living	life in	peace.

	G7	F	G	C	E7		F	G	C	E7
	You -	You may	say I'm a	dreamer,			but I'm	not the only	one;

	F	G	C	E7		F	G	C
	I hope some	day you'll	join us,			and the	world will	live as one.

	C	Cmaj7	F	C	Cmaj7	F
	Imagine	no po	sessions,	I wonder	if you	can.

	C	Cmaj7	F	C	Cmaj7	F
	Nothing	to kill or	die for,	a brother	hood of	man.

	F	Am	Dm7	Dm/7		G	C/G	G7
	Imagine	all the	people			sharing	all the	world

	G7	F	G	C	E7		F	G	C	E7
	You -	You may	say I'm a	dreamer,			but I'm	not the only	one;

	F	G	C	E7		F	G	C
	I hope some	day you'll	join us,			and the	world will	live as one.

Em#5

Em7

Dm/F

D/F#

Bb/A

C(1)
³

C(2)
⁸

195. Jealous Guy

John Lennon

	G	Em	D	D7	Em

	G	Em	D	D6
	I was	dreaming of the	past

	D7	Em	Em#5
	and my heart was beating	fast.

	Em6	D	Dsus	D
	I began to lose con	trol,

	Em	Em7	C	C(1)	C(2)	C(1)
	I be	gan to lose con	trol.

	G	Dm/F	C	Dsus
	I didn't	mean to hurt	you,

	G	Dm/F	Bb	Bb/A
	I'm sorry tha	t I	made you cry.

	G	D/F#	Em	Em7
	I didn't	mean to hurt	you,

	C	G
	I'm just a jealous	guy.

I was feeling insecure, you might not love me anymore.

I was shivering inside, I was shivering inside.

I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry that I made you cry.

Oh no, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm just a jealous guy.

whistle on verse

I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry that I made you cry.

Oh no, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm just a jealous guy.

I was trying to catch your eyes, thought that you was trying to hide.

I was swallowing my pain, I was swallowing my pain.

I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry that I made you cry.

Oh no, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm just a jealous guy, watch out,

I'm just a jealous guy, look out, babe, I'm just a jealous guy.

Bb+5

D+5

D6

Gm6
²

196. Nobody Loves You (When You're Down and Out)

John Lennon / Walls and Bridges (1974)

	D	E7
	Nobody loves you when you're	down and out

	G	D
	Nobody sees you when you're	on cloud nine

	D	E7
	Everybody's hustlin' for a	buck and a dime

	G	D
	I'll scratch your back and	you scratch mine

	D	Bb+5
	I've been across to the	other side

	Bm	F#	G	F#
	I've shown you everything, I got	nothing to hide

	G	A	D	Bm7
	But still you	ask me do I	love you, what it	is, what it is

	G	Gm6	D	Bm
	All I can	tell you is it's	all show biz

	G	Gm	D
	All I can	tell you is it's	all show biz

Nobody loves you when you're down and out

Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine

Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime

I'll scratch your back and you knife mine

I've been across the water now so many times

I've seen the one eyed witchdoctor leading the blind

But still you ask me do I love you, what you say, what you say

Everytime I put my finger on it, it slips away

Bridge:

	D	D+5	D6	G	A	D
Well I	get up in the morning and I'm	looking in the mirror to	see,	oooh-	oooh-	wee

	D	D+5	D6	G	A	D
Then I'm	lying in the darkness and I	know I can't get to	sleep,	oooh-	oooh-	wee!

Nobody loves you when you're old and grey

Nobody needs you when you're upside down

Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday

Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground

197. Oh My Love

John Lennon / John Lennon: Imagine(1971)

	\|:	Am7		Bm		Am		G	:\|

	Am7	Bm	Am	G
	Oh my lover for the	first time in my life -	my eyes are wide	open.

	Am7	Bm	Am	C	G
	Oh my lover for the	first time in my life -	my	eyes can	see.

	Em	B7
	I see the wind, oh	I see the trees,

	Am	C	G	B7
	Everything is	clear in my	heart.

	Em	B7
	I see the clouds, oh	I see the sky,

	Am	C	G
	Everything is	clear in our	world.

	Am7	Bm	Am	G
	Oh my lover for the	first time in my life -	my mind is wide	open.

	Am7	Bm	Am	C	G
	Oh my lover for the	first time in my life -	my	mind can	feel.

	Em	B7
	I feel sorrow, oh	I feel dreams,

	Am	C	G	B7
	Everything is	clear in my	heart.

	Em	B7
	I feel life, oh	I feel love,

	Am	C	G
	Everything is	clear in our	world.

piano oulro

	Am7		Bm		Am		G

	Am7	Bm	Am	G
	Oh my lover for the	first time in my life -	my eyes are wide	open.

	Am7	Bm	Am	C	G
	Oh my lover for the	first time in my life -	my	eyes can	see.

198. Steel And Glass

John Lennon / John Lennon: Walls and Bridges (1974)

	Am	(spoken)
	This is	a story about your friend and mine -

Who is it, who is it, who is it?

	Am	C
	There you stand with your	L.A. tan

	D	Fmaj7	Am
And your	New York walk and your	New York ta-a-	alk.

	Am	C
	Your mother left you when	you were small

	D	Fmaj7	Am
But you're	gonna wish you wasn't	born at a-a-	all.

	D	F	G			Am
Steel and	glass			-	Steel and	gla-a-ass.

	D	F	G			Am
Steel and	glass			-	Steel and	gla-a-ass.

	Am	C	D	Am
	mmh -	mmh -	mmh -	mmh

Your phone don't ring, no one answers your call.

How does it feel to be off the wa-a-all?

	Am	C	D	Am

Well your mouthpiece squawks as you spread your lies,

But you can't pull strings if your hands are tie-ie-ied.

Well your teeth are clean, but your mind is capped,

You leave your smell like an alley ca-a-at.

Steel and glass - Steel and gla-a-ass.

	Am	C	D	Am
	nah -	nah -	nah -	nah

	Am	C	D	Am	D	F	G	Am
	yeah -	yeah -	yeah -	yeah -

199. Working Class Hero

John Lennon

	Am	G	Am
As	soon as you're born they	make you feel	small

	Am	G	Am
By	giving you no time in	stead of it	all

	Am	G	Am
'til the	pain is so big you feel	nothing at	all

	Am	G	Am
A	working class hero is	something to	be

	Am	G	D	Am
A	working class	hero is	something to	be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school

They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool

'til youre so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules

A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years

Then they expect you to pick a career

When you cant really function you're so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv

and you think you're so clever and classless and free

But youre still fucking peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they're telling you still

but first you must learn to smile as you kill

If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be

	Am	G	Am
If you	want to be a hero well	just follow	me

	Am	G	D	Am
If you	want to be a	hero	just follow	me

200. If You Could Read My Mind

Gordon Lightfood / Gordon Lightfood: Sit Down Young Stranger (1970)

	Intro:	\|:		G		Fmaj7		:\|

	G	F
	If you could read my mind love -	What a tale my thoughts could tell!

	G	F
	Just like an old time movie -	'bout a ghost from a wishin' well!

	G	Em	C	D	Em	C	G
	In a castle	dark or a	fortress strong - With	chains upon my	feet - You	know that ghost is	me;

	C	G/B	Am7	D	G		Fmaj7		G
And	I will never	be set free - As	long as I'm a	ghost that you can't	see.

	G	F
	If I could read your mind love -	What a tale your thoughts could tell?

	G	F
	Just like a paperback novel -	The kind that drugstores sell.

	G	Em	C	D	Em	C	G
	When you reach the	part where the	heartaches come, The	hero would be	me. But	heroes often	fail!

	C	G/B	Am7	D	G		Fmaj7		G
And	you won't read that	book again - Be	cause the ending's	just too hard to	take.

solo

bridge

	G	Em	C	D	Em
	I'd walk a	way like a	movie star - Who get's	burned in a three way	script.

	C	G	C	G/B
	Enter number	two - A	movie queen to	play the scene

	Am7	D	G	C	G/B
Of	bringing all the	good things out in	me! But for	now love, let's be	real;

	C	G/B	Am7	D
I	never thought I could	act this way - And I've	got to say that I	just don't get it;

	C	G/B	Am7	D	G
	I don't know where	we went wrong - But the	feeling's gone - And I	just can't get it	back.

	G	F
	If I could read your mind love -	What a tale your thoughts could tell!

	G	F
	Just like an old time movie - '	bout a ghost from a wishin' well.

	G	Em	C	D	Em	C	G
	In a castle	dark or a	fortress strong - With	chains upon my	feet. But	stories always	end,

	C	G/B	Am7	D	G
And	if you read	between the lines - You'll	know that I'm just	tryin' to under	stand:

	C	G/B	C	G/B
The	feelin's that you	lack. I	never thought I could	feel this way,

	Am7	D	C	G/B
And I've	got to say that I	just don't get it -	I don't know where	we went wrong,

	Am7	D	G		Fmaj7		G
	But the feelin's gone - And I	just can't get it	back.

Dm7

D7/F#

C/G

201. Daydream

John B. Sebastian / Lovin Spoonful

	C	A7
	What a day for a	daydream

	Dm7	G
	What a day for a daydreamin'	boy

	C	A7
	And I'm lost in a	daydream

	Dm7	G7
	Dreamin' bout my bundle of	joy

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	And even if	time ain't really	on my	side

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	It's one of those	days for takin' a	walk out	side

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	I'm blowin' the	day to take a	walk in the	sun

	G	C/G	G	C/G
And	fall on my	face on somebody's	new-mowed	lawn

	C	A7
	I've been havin' a	sweet dream

	Dm7	G
	I been dreamin' since I woke up to	day

	C	A7
	It's starring me and my	sweet dream

	Dm7	G7
'Cause	she's the one that makes me	feel this way

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	And even if	time is passin' me	by a	lot

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	I couldn't care	less about the	dues you say I've	got

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	Tomorrow I'll	pay the dues for	dropping my	load

	G	C/G	G	C/G
	A pie in the	face for bein' a	sleepy bull	toad

whistle

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	And you can be	sure that if you're	feelin'	right

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	A daydream will	last 'til long	into the	night

	F	D7/F#	C	A7
	Tomorrow at	breakfast you may	prick up your	ears

	G	C/G	G	C/G
or	you may be day	dreamin' for a	thousand	years

What a day for a daydream...

whistle

202. Summer in the City

Mark Sebastian & Steve Boone / Lovin' Spoonful: Hums of the Lovin' Spoonful (1966)

	Am		Am/G		Am/F#		Fmaj7		E7

	Am	Am/G
	Hot town,	summer in the city.

	Am/F#	Fmaj7	E7
	Back of my neck gettin'	dirty and grit	ty.

	Am	Am/G
	Been down	isn't it a pitty,

	Am/F#	Fmaj7	E7
	doesn't seem to be a	shadow in the ci	ty.

	E	E7
	All around	people looking half dead,

	Am	A
	walking on a sideway	hotter than a matchhead.

	D	G
	But at night it's a	diff'rent world,

	D	G
	Go out and	find a girl.

	D	G
	Come on, come on and	dance all night,

	D	G
	despite the head it'll	be all right.

	Bm	E
And	baby don't you	know it's a pitty

	Bm	E
That the	days can't	be like the night

	Bm	E
in the	summer in the	city

	Bm	E
in the	summer in the	city

Cool down, evenin' in the city.

Dressed so fine and lookin' so pretty.

Cool cat, lookin' for a kitty.

Gonna look in every corner of the city.

Till I'm wheezin' like a bus stop,

runnin' up the stairs gonna meet you on the rooftop.

But at night it's a diff'rent world...

break

	Am		Am/G		Am/F#		Fmaj7		E7

Hot town, summer in the city...

But at night it's a diff'rent world...

break

	Am		Am/G		Am/F#		Fmaj7		E7

Hot town, summer in the city...

But at night it's a diff'rent world...

203. Sweet Home Alabama

Lynyrd Skynyrd

	D	C9	G
	Big	wheels keep on	turning

	D	C9	G
	carry me	home to see my	kin

	D	C9	G
	singing	songs about the	Southland

	D	C9	G
I	miss Ala	bamy once a	gain

and I think its a sin, yes

Well I heard mister Young sing about her

Well, I heard ole Neil put her down

Well, I hope Neil Young will remember

A Southern man don't need him around anyhow

	D	C9	G
	Sweet	home Ala	bama

	D	C9	G
	Where the	skies are so	blue

	D	C9	G
	Sweet	Home Ala	bama

	D	C9	G
	Lord, I'm	coming home to	you

In Birmingham they love the gov'nor

Now we all did what we could do

Now Watergate does not bother me

Does your conscience bother you?

Tell the truth

Sweet home...

Here I come Alabama

Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers

And they've been known to pick a song or two

Lord they get me off so much

They pick me up when I'm feeling blue

Now how about you?

Sweet home...

Sweet home Alabama Oh sweet home baby

Where the skies are so blue And the guv'nor's true

Sweet Home Alabama Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you

Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer

204. California Dreamin'

John Phillips & Michelle Phillips / the Mamas and the Papas: If You Can Believe Your Eyes and Ears (1966)

Capo IV

	Am	Am7/G	F			Esus4	E7
All the leaves are	brown			-	And the sky is	gray.

	Am	Am7/G	F			Esus4	E
I've been for a	walk			-	On a winter's	day.

	Am	Am7/G	F			Esus4	E
I'd be safe and	warm			-	If I was in L.	A.

	E	Am	Am7/G	F	Esus4	E
	California	dreamin'		- On such a winter's	day.

Stepped in to a church - I passed along the way.

Well I got down on my knees (got down on my knees) -

And I pretend to pray. (I pretend to pray)

You know the preacher likes the cold (preacher likes the cold) -

He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay)

California dreamin' - On such a winter's day.

Break (Flute Solo)

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown) .

And the sky is gray. (and the sky is gray)

I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk) -

On a winter's day. (on a winter's day)

If I didn't tell her (if I didn't tell her) -

I could leave today: (I could leave today)

	E	Am	Am7/G	F	Am	Am7/G	F
	California	dreamin'		- On such a winter's	day.

	Am	Am7/G	F	Am	Am7/G	F
On such a winter's	day.		- On such a winter's	day.

	Fmaj7	Am
On such a winter's	day.

205. Dream a Little Dream of me

Gus Khan/ the Mamas & the Papas: the Papas & the Mamas (1968)

	C	B7	Ab7	G7	C	A7
	Stars	shining bright a	bove	you;	Night breezes seem to	whisper: I love you.

	F	Fm	C	Ab7	G7
	Birds singing in the	sycamore tree:	Dream a little	dream of	me!

	C	B7	Ab7	G7	C	A7
	Say:	nighty night! and	kiss	me;	Just hold me tight and	tell me you miss me.

	F	Fm	C	Ab7	G7	C	E
	While I'm alone and	blue as can be:	Dream a little	dream	of	me!

	A	F#m	Bm	E7	A	F#m	Bm	E7
	Stars	fading, but I	linger	on, dear;	Still	craving your	kiss.

	A	F#m	Bm	E7	A	F#m	Ab7	G7
	I'm	longing to	linger till	dawn, dear;	Just	saying	this...

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you; Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you.

But in your dreams whatever they be: Dream a little dream of me!

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear; Still craving your kiss.

I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear; Just saying this...

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you; Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you.

But in your dreams whatever they be: Dream a little dream of me!

Capo IV

206. No Woman no Cry

Bob Marley

	Intro: G C Gmay7/H Am F C F G

G

C

Gmaj7/H

Am

F

C

F

C

G

C

Gmaj7/H

Am

F

C

F

C

G

No

woman no

cry.

No

woman no

cry!

No

woman no

cry.

No

woman no

cry!

said said

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F	C	Gmaj7	Am	F
	said I re	member	when we used to	sit	in the government	yard in	Trenchtown.

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
	Oba-Ob	serving the	hypocrites,	yeah,	mingle with the	good	people we meet,	yeah.

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
	Good friends we	have, uh, good	friends we have	lost,	a--	long the	way, yeah.

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	G
	In this bright	future you	can’t forget your	past.	So dry your	tears I	saying

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F	C	F	C
	No	woman no	cry.		No	woman no	cry!

	Gmaj7/H	Am	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
Hey(iiiiiiii) little	darling don't shed no	tears - No	woman no	cry.

Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit, In the government yard in Trenchtown.

And then Georgie would make the fire lights, I say our love was burning through the nights, yea.

And we would cook cornmeal porridge, I say of which I'll share with you.

My feet is my only carriage so I've got to push on through. But while I'm gone

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
	Ev'rything's gonna	be allright	ev'rything's gonna	be allright

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
	Ev'rything's gonna	be allright	ev'rything's gonna	be allright 4x

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
	Ev'rything's gonna	be allright	ev'rything's gonna	be allright 4x

	C	Gmaj7/H	Am	F
	Ev'rything's gonna	be allright	ev'rything's gonna	be allright 4x

So no woman no cry. No woman no cry! I say, oh, little, oh little darling don't shed no tears, No woman no cry!

Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit, In the government yard in Trenchtown.

And then Georgie would make the fire lights, I say our love was burning through the nights, yea.

And we would cook cornmeal porridge, I say of which I'll share with you.

My feet is my only carriage so I've got to push on through. But while I'm gone

No woman no cry ey No woman no woman no woman no cry, no woman no cry, one more time I've got to say:

Oh little little darling please don't shed no tears, no woman no cry

207. Redemption Song

Bob Marley

intro D |---------------2-0---|--------0-----------| A |-----0-2---2/3-----2-|----0-2---2-3-2-0---| E |--3------3-----------|-3----------------3-|

	G	Em	C	Am
	Old pirates, yes they	rob us, Sold	I to the merchant	ships.

	G	Em	C	D
	Minutes after they	took I - from	the bottomless	pit.

	G	Em	C	Am
But my	hand was made	strong - by the	hand of the al	mighty.

	G	Em	C		D
He	fought in this gene	ration -		triumphant	ly.

	D	G	C	D	G
	Won't you help to	sing, -	these	songs of	freedom,

	C	D	Em		C
'Cos	all I	ever had		-		-

	D	G	C		D	G
(was) Re	demption	songs,		- Re	demption	songs.

Emancipate yourself from mental slavery,

None but ourselves can free our minds.

Have no fear for atomic energy,

'Cos none of them can stop the time.

How long will they kill our prophets

while we stand around and look?

Yes, some say it's just a part of it,

We got to fulfill the book.

Won't you help to sing, - these songs of freedom,

'Cos all i ever had - (was) Redemption songs.

208. (I was Born Under a) Wand'rin' Star

Alan J. Lerner, Frederick Loewe / Lee Marvin

C-Dm7: v v v v C/B Am7/G ------0---0---0---1--|---0---|---0---| ------1---1---1---1--|---1---|---1---| ------0---0---0---2--|---0---|---0---| ------2---2---2---0--|---2---|---2---| ------3---3---3---x--|---2---|---0---| ------x---x---x---x--|---x---|---3---|

	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7
	I was	born under a	wanderin'	star,

	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7
	I was	born under a	wanderin'	star,

	F	Dm7	F	Dm7
	Wheels are made for	rollin',	mules are made to	pack;

	C	C/B	Am7	Am7/G	D	Dm		G
I've	never	seen a	sight that	didn't look better	lookin'	back.

	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7
	I was	born under a	wanderin'	star, a

	C-Dm7	C-Dm7	C-Dm7		C		C/B
	Wand'rin',	wand'rin'	star.

	Em	D
	Mud can make you prisoner - And the	plains can make you dry;

	Em	D
	Smoke can burn your eyes, But only	people make you cry.

	Dm	C	C/B	Am7		Am7/G
	Home was made for comin' from, And	dreams of	goin'	to,

	D	Dm7	G		D7		G7		G6
	Which, with any	luck, will never come	true.

I was born under a wanderin' star, I was born under a wanderin' star.

Do I know where hell is? Hell is in "Hello." Heaven is "Good bye forever, it's time for me to go."

I was born under a wanderin' star, A wanderin', wanderin' star.

	Em	D
	Mud can make you prisoner - And the	plains can make you dry;

	Em	D
	Smoke can burn your eyes, But only	people make you cry.

	Dm	C	C/B	Am7		Am7/G
	Home was made for comin' from, And	dreams of	goin'	to,

	D	Dm7	G		D7		G7		G6
	Which, with any	luck, will never come	true.

I was born under a wanderin' star, I was born under a wanderin' star.

When I get to heaven, better tie me to a tree,

Or I'll be off to roam again, you know where I will be.

I was born under a wanderin' star, A wanderin', wanderin' star.

209. Every Woman

Dave Mason / Dave Mason: Dave Mason (1974)

	D	G	D
	Don't misunderstand me, though I	know that I’ve been	mean,

	G	A	D
	Woman, can’t you	see that I’m in	heat.

	D	G	D
	Although we may be far apart in	heart and soul we’re	near,

	G	A	D		D7
My	body aches	for you to just	be here.

	G	A	D	Bm
	You are every	woman in the	world to	me,

	G	A	A7
And	every season I go	through.

	G	A	D	Bm
	You are every	woman in the	world to	me

	G	F#m	A
E	specially when I’m making love to	you oo	oo

	D	G	D
	Like a fallen teardrop you can	wipe away my	blues;

	G	A	D
Like the	honey you can	make the bitter	sweet.

	D	G	D
A	child, a girl, a woman you are	everything I	choose;

	G	A	D		D7
That’s	why I sing this	song of love to	you.

	G	A	D	Bm
	You are every	woman in the	world to	me,

	G	A	A7
And	every season I go	through.

	G	A	D	Bm
	You are every	woman in the	world to	me

	G	F#m	D
E	specially when I’m making love to	you oo	oo

D11

D9

210. Eve of Destruction

P. F. Sloan / Barry McGuire: Eve of Destruction (1965)

	D	D11	D9	D	D11	D9
	/ / /	/	/	/ / /	/	/

	D	G	A7	D	G	A7
	The eastern world	it is ex	plodin',	violence flarin',	bullets	loadin'.

	D	G	A7
You're	old enough to kill	but not for	votin',

	D	G	A7
You	don't believe in war,	what's that gun you're	totin',

	D	G	A7
And	even the Jordan river has	bodies	floatin',

	A7	D	G	A7	D	Bm
	But you	tell me	over and	over and	over again my	friend,

	G	A7	D	D	D11	D9	D	D11	D9	D9
ah, you	don't believe we're	on the eve of de	struction.	/ / /	/	/	/ / /	/	/

Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say? Can't you see the fear that I'm feeling today?

If the button is pushed, there's no running away,

There'll be noone to save with the world in a grave,

take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy:

But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,

Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin'.

I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of Senators don't pass legislation.

And marches alone can't bring integration, when human respect is disintegratin',

this whole crazy world is just too frustratin':

And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,

Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China! Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama!

Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space, But when you return, it's the same old place.

The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace,

You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace.

Hate your next-door-neighbour, but don't forget to say grace:

And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,

Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

211. When I'm Dead and Gone

Gallagher, Lyle / McGuinness Flint (1972)

	C	F	G	C	F	G	C

	C	F
	Oh I love you baby, I	love you night and day,

	C	F
	When I leave you baby, don't	cry the night away,

	C	C	F
	When I die,	don't you write no	words upon my tomb.

	C	C	F
I	don't believe, I	want to leave no	epitaph of doom.

	C	G	C	F
	Oh oh oh	oh	When I'm dead and	gone,

	C	G	C
I want to	leave some happy	woman livin	on.

	C	G	C	F
	Oh oh oh	Oh,	When I'm dead and	gone,

	C	G	C
Don't	want nobody to	mourn beside my	grave.

Oh my Melinda, she's out to get my hide.

She's got a shotgun and her daughter by her side.

Hey there ladies. Johnson's free.

Who's got the love, who's got enough to keep a man like me?

Oh oh oh oh. When I'm dead and gone,

I want to leave some happy woman living on.

Oh oh oh oh. When I'm dead and gone

Don't want nobody to mourn beside my grave.

Solo

Oh oh oh oh. When I'm dead and gone

I want to leave some happy woman living on.

Oh oh oh oh. When I'm dead and gone

Don't want nobody to mourn beside my grave.

	C	F	G
	/ / /	/	/ Ooh la la la ...

A
⁵

A6
⁹

C#m
⁴

C#m7
⁴

E7
⁷

G6

212. San Francisco

John Phillips / Scott McKenzie

	Em	C	G	D
	- - If you're	going to	San Fran	cisco

	Em	C	G	D
	- Be sure to	wear some	flowers in your	hair

	Em	G	Bm7	C	G
	- - If you're	going	to	San Fran	cisco

	G	G6	Bm	Em7	G	D
	-	- You're gonna	meet some	gentle	people	there

	Em	C	G	D
	For those who	come to	San Fran	cisco

	Em	C	G	D
	- - Summer	time will	be a love-in	there

	Em	G	Bm7	C	G
	- - In the	streets	of	San Fran	cisco

	G	G6	Bm	Em7	D
	- -	Gentle	people with	flowers in their	hair

	F	Dm	F	Dm
	All across the	nation	such a strong vi	bration

	G	G	G
	- People in motion	- -	- -

	F	Dm	F	Dm
	There's a whole gener	ation	with a new expla	nation

	G	D	D	D
	- People in motion	- people in motion	- -	- -

	Em	C	G	D
	For those who	come to	San Fran	cisco

	Em	C	G	D
	- Be sure to	wear some	flowers in your	hair

	Em	G	Bm7	C	G
	- - If you	come	to	San Fran	cisco

	G	G6	Bm	Em7	G
	- -	Summer	time will	be a love-in	there

	G	G	Em	Em
	- -	- -	- -	- -

	A6	E7	A	C#m7	D	A
	-	- If you	come	to	San Fran	cisco

	A	A6	C#m	A6	E7	A
	- -	Summer	time will	be a	love-in	there

	A	E	A6	A6	D	D	A	A
	- - -	-	- - -	-	- -	- -	-	- - -

213. American Pie

Don McLean

	Em	D	Em	Am	C	Em	D
A	long,	long	time ago,	I can still re	member how that	music used to make me	smile.

	G	D	Em	Am	C
And	I knew	if I	had my chance that	I could make those	people dance

	Em	C	D7	Em	Am	Em	Am
and	maybe they'd be	happy for a	while. But	February	made me shiver with e	very paper	I'd deliver.

	D	G	Am	C	D7	G	D	Em
	Bad news	on the	doorstep. I	couldn't take one	more step. I	can't re	member	if I cried,

	Am7	D	G	D	Em
when I	read about his	widowed bride, but	something	touched me	deep inside the

	C	D7	G	C	D
	day the	music	died.

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
So	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie. Drove my	Chevy to the	levee but the	levee was	dry,

	G	C	G	D	Em	A7	Em	D7
them	good ole	boys were drinkin'	whiskey and	Rye, singing	this'll be the day that I	die,	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	Am	C	Am
	Did you write the	book of love and	do you have faith in	God above?

	Em	D7	G	D	Em
	If the Bible	tells you so, now	do you be	lieve in	rock and roll?

	Am	C	Em	A7	D7
Can	music save your	mortal soul, and	can you teach me	how to dance real	slow?

	Em	D	Em	D
Well I	know that you're in	love with him. 'Cause I	saw you dancing	in the gym.

	C	G	A7	C	D7
You	both kicked	off your	shoes, man I	dig those rhythm and	blues!

	G	D	Em	Am	C
I was a	lonely	teenage	broncin' buck, with a	pink carnation and a	pick up truck.

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C D
But	I knew	I was	out of luck! The	day the	music	died.

	G	D7
	I started	singing

Bye bye Miss American Pie...

Now for ten years, we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rolling stone,

but that's not how it used to be when the jester sang for King and Queen

in a coat he'd borrowed from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me

oh and while the King was looking down the jester stole his thorny crown

the courtroom was adjourned no verdict was returned.

And while Lenin read a book of Marx the quartett practiced in the park

and we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died.

We were singin'

Bye bye Miss American Pie...

Helter skelter in the summer swelter the birds flew off with a fallout shelter

eight miles high and falling fast as it landed on the grass.

The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half time air was sweet perfume while the sergeants played a marching tune.

We all got up to dance oh but we never got the chance.

Oh as the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield.

Do you recall what was revealed, the day the musik died.

We started singin'

Bye bye Miss American Pie...

And there we were all in one a place, the generation lost in space,

with no time left to start again. So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

Jack Flash sat on a candle stick, 'cos fire is the devils only friend.

Oh and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in first of rage.

No angel born in hell could break that satan spell.

And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite

I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.

He was singin'

Bye bye Miss American Pie...

I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news,

but she just smiled and turned away. I went down to the sacred store,

where I heard the music years before, but the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed.

But not a word was spoken. The church bells are well broken.

And the three men I admire most: The Father, son and the holy ghost,

they caught the last train for the coast, the day the music died.

And they were singin'

Bye bye Miss American Pie... (repeat)

214. Vincent

Don Mc Lean

	G	Gsus4	G		Am
Starry Starry	night			Paint your pallete	blue and grey

	C	D7	G
Look out on a	summers day with	eyes that know the darkness in my	soul.

	Gsus4	G		Am
Shadows on the hills			Sketch the trees and the	daffodils

	C	D7	G
Catch the breeze and the	winter chill In	colors on the snowy linen	land.

	C	G	Am	D7	G	Em
		Now I under	stand	what you tried to	say to me

	Am7	D7	Em
How you suffered for your	sanity	How you tried to set them	free!

	A7	Am7		D7	G
They would not listen, they did	not know how,		per	haps they 'll listen	now!

Starry starry night, Flaming flower's that brightly blaze,

Swirling clouds in violet haze, Reflect in Vincents eyes of china blue.

Colors changing hue, Morning fields of amber graing,

Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand.

	C	G	Am	D7	G	Em
		Now I under	stand	what you tried to	say to me,

	Am7	D7	Em
How you suffered for your	sanity,	How you tried to set them	free!

	A7	Am7		D7	G
They would not listen, they did	not know how,		per	haps they 'll listen	now!

Bridge

	G	Am7	D7	G
	For the could not	love you	but still your love was	true

	Em	Am7	Cm6
	And when no	hope was left in sight on that	starry starry nite

	G	F7	E7	Am7
You	took you life as	lovers often	do But I	could of told you Vinvent

	C	D7	G
This	world was never meant for one as	beautiful as	you

Starry starry night portraits hung in empty halls

frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget

Like the strangers that youve met, the ragged men in ragged clothes

The silver thorn and the bloody rose Lire crushed and broken on the virgin snow

	C	G	Am	D7	G	Em
		And now I think I	know,	what you tried to	say to me,

	Am7	D7	Em
How you suffered for your	sanity,	How you tried to set them	free!

	A7	Am7		D7
They would not listen, They're not	listening still,		Per	haps they never will!

215. Streets of London

Ralph McTell

	C	G	Am	Em
	Have you seen the	old man in the	closed down	market,

	F	C	D7	G7
	kicking up the	paper with his	worn out	shoes.

	C	G	Am	Em
	In his eyes you	see no pride,	hand held loosely	at his side,

	F	C	G	C
	Yestedrays	paper telling	yesterdays	news.

	F	Em	C	Am	D7	G	G7
So	how can you	tell me you're	lo-one-	ly -	And say for you that the sun don't	shine.

	C	G	Am	Em
	Let me take you	by the hand - And	lead you through the	streets of London:

	F	C	G7	C
	I'll show you	something to	make to change your	mind.

Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London,

Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags.

She's no time for talkin' she just keep right on walking,

Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

So how can you tell me you're lonely - And say for you that the sun don't shine.

Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London:

I'll show you something to make to change your mind.

In the allnight cafe at a quarter past eleven,

the same old man sitting there on his own.

Looking at the world over the rim of his tea cup,

Each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone.

So how can you tell me you're lonely - Don't say for you that the sun don't shine.

Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London:

I'll show you something to make to change your mind.

Have you seen the old man, outside the seaman's mission,

memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears.

In our winter city the rain cries a little pity

For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care.

So how can you tell me you're lonely - And say for you that the sun don't shine.

Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London:

I'll show you something to make to change your mind.

216. The Joker

Steve Miller Band

	G	C	D		C		G
	Some people	call me the space	cowboy

	C	D		C		G
Some	call me the gangster of	love

	C	D		C		G
Some	people call me	Maurice

	C	D		C		G
'Cause I speak with the	prophecies of	love

	C	D		C		G
People talk	about me,	baby

	C	D		C		G
Say I'm	doing you wrong, doing you	wrong

	C	D		C		G
Don't you	worry baby don't	worry

	C	D	C	G
'Cause I'm right here,	right here,	right here,	right here at	home

	G	C
	'Cause I'm a pitcher, I'm a	grinner

	G	C
I'm a	lover and I'm a	sinner

	G	C	D	C
	I play my	music in the	sun

	G	C
I'm a	joker, I'm a	smoker

	G	C
I'm a	midnight	talker

	G	C	D	C
	I get my	loving on the	run

Your the cutest thing that I ever did see

Really like your peaches wanna shake your tree

Lovy dovy, lovy dovy, lovy dovy all the time

O wee baby I wanna show you a good time

'Cause I'm a pitcher, I'm a grinner

I'm a lover and I'm a sinner

I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker, I'm a smoker

I'm a midnight talker

I get my loving on the run

217. Nights in White Satin

Justin Hayward / Moody Blues: Days of Future Passed (1967)

	Em	D	Em	D
	Nights in white	satin	Never reaching the	end.

	C	G	F	Em
	Letters I've	written	Never meaning to	send.

	Em	D	Em	D
	Beauty I've	always missed	With these eyes	before.

	C	G	F	Em
	Just what the	truth is,	I can't say any	more

	A	C	Em	D	Em	D
'Cause I	love you, - Yes, I	love you, Oh, how I	love you!

Gazing at people, Some hand in hand,

Just what I'm going through They can't understand.

Some try to tell me Thoughts thay cannot defend.

Just what you want to be You will be in the end.

'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you! Oh.

Nights in white satin Never reaching the end.

Letters I've written Never meaning to send.

Beauty I've always missed, With these eyes before,

Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore

'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you, Oh, how I love you!

218. Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Monty Python

	Am	D7	G	Em
Some	things in life are	bad - they can	really make you	mad.

	Am	D7	G	Em
	Other things just	make you swear and	curse.

	Am	D7	G	Em
When you're	chewing on large	gristle - don't	grumble - give a	whistle

	A7	D
And	whistles help things turn out for the	best:

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
And	always	look at the	bright	side of	life				(whistle)

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
	Always	look on the	light	side of	life				(whistle)

	Am	D7	G	Em
If	life seems jolly	rotten - there's	something you've for	gotten

	Am	D7	G	Em
And	that's to laugh and	smile and dance and	sing!

	Am	D7	G	Em
When you're	feeling in the	dumps -	don't be silly	chums

	A7	D
Just	purse your lips and whistle that's the	thing:

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
And	always	look at the	bright	side of	life				(whistle)

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
Come on,	Always	look on the	bright	side of	life				(whistle)

	Am	D7	G	Em
For	life is quite ab	surd - and	death's the final	word

	Am	D7	G	Em
You must	always face the	curtain with a	bow.

	Am	D7	G	Em
For	get about your	sin - give the	audience a	grin

	A7	D
En	joy it's your last chance any	how:

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
So	always	look on the	bright	side of	death				(whistle)

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
	Just be	fore you	draw your	terminal	breath.				(whistle)

	Am	D7	G	Em
	Life's a piece of	shit -	when you look at	it,

	Am	D7	G	Em
	Life's a laugh and	death's a joke - it's	true!

	Am	D7	G	Em
	You see it's all a	show - keep 'em	laughing as you	go;

	A7	D7
Just re	member that the last laugh is on	you:

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
And	always	look at the	bright	side of	life				(whistle)

	G	Em	Am	D7	G		Em		Am	D7
	Always	look on the	right	side of	life				(whistle)

spoken: "Come on guys, cheer up!"

	A	F#	Bm	E7	A	F#		Bm	E7
	Always	look on the	right	side of	life			(whistle)	...

219. Daydream Believer

John Stewart / Monkees

Intro (repeat):

	G		Am7/D
	/ / / /		/ / / /

	G	Am7
Oh, I could	hide 'neath the	wings

	Bm	CaddD
Of the	bluebird as she	sings

	G	Em7	Aadd2		D
The	six o'clock	alarm would never	ring

	G	Am7
But it	rings and I	rise

	Bm	CaddD
Wipe the	sleep out of my	eyes

	G	Em7	Am11	D7	G
My	shaving	razor's	cold	and it	stings

(Guitar:) v v v v v v v v -----------------|----------------- -----------------|----------------- -----4---2---4---|-5---4---2---0--- -----5---4---5---|-7---5---4---2--- -----------------|----------------- -----------------|----------------- (bass:) v v v v v v v v -----------------|----------------- -5---5---4---5---|-7---5---4---2--- -----------------|----------------- -----------------|-----------------

	C	D	Bm
	Cheer up	sleepy	Jean

	C	D	Em	C
	Oh what	can it	mean	to a

	G	C
	Daydream be	liever and a

	G	Em	A7	D7
	Home	coming	que-eehee-	een

	G	Am7
Oh, you	once thought of	me

	Bm	CaddD
As a	white knight on his	steed

	G	Em7	Aadd2		D
	Now you know how	happy I can	be.

	G	Am7
And our	good times start and	end

	Bm	CaddD
Without	dollar one to	spend

	G	Em7	Am11	D7	G
But	how much,	baby,	do we	really	need:

Chorus

Intro

Chorus

...

220. I'm A Believer

Neil Diamond / The Monkees

	G	D	G
	I thought love was	only true in	fairy tales.

	G	D	G
	Meant for someone	else but not for	me.

	C	G
	Love was out to	get me;

	C	G
	That's the way it	seemed;

	C	G	D
	Disappointment	haunted all my	dreams

	D	G	C		G		C		G
	Then I saw her	face			Now I'm a believer

	C		G		C		G
Not a trace			of doubt in my mind

	C	G	F	D7
I'm in love -hoo-	hoo; I'm a be	liever, I couldn't	leave her if I	tried.

	G	D	G
	I thought love was	more or less	a givin' thing

	G	D	G
	It seems the more	I gave the less I	got

	C	G
	What's the use in	tryin'

	C	G
	All you get is	pain

	C	G	D
	When I needed	sunshine I got	rain.

	D	G	C		G		C		G
	Then I saw her	face			Now I'm a believer

	C		G		C		G
Not a trace			of doubt in my mind

	C	G	F	D7
I'm in love -hoo-	hoo; I'm a be	liever, I couldn't	leave her if I	tried.

221. In the Summertime

Mungo Jerry

	E
In the	Summertime when the weather is high,

you can stretch right up and touch the sky.

	A	E
When the	weather’s fine, you got women, you got women on your	mind.

	B	A	E
Have a drink,	have a drive, go	and a-see what you can	find

If her daddie’s rich take her out for a meal.

If her daddie’s poor just do what you feel.

Speed along the lane, do a ton, or a ton a twentyfive.

When the sun goes down you can make it, make it good in a lay-by.

We’re not grey people we’re not dirty, we’re not mean.

We love everybody, but we do as we please.

When the weather’s fine we go fishing, or go swimming in the sea.

We’re always happy, life’s for living, and that's our philosophy.

Sing along with us, dee dee dee dee dee - da da da da da yeah we’re hap- happy, da da da da da...

solo

When the winter’s here, yeah, it’s party time.

Bring a bottle, wear your bright clothes - it’ll soon be summertime!

And we’ll sing again. We’ll go driving, or maybe we’ll settle down.

If she’s rich, if she’s nice, bring your friends, an‘ we’ll all go into town!

In the Summertime when the weather is high,

you can stretch right up and touch the sky.

When the weather’s fine, you got women, you got women on your mind.

Have a drink, have a drive, go and a-see what you can find

If her daddie’s rich take her out for a meal.

If her daddie’s poor just do what you feel.

Speed along the lane, do a ton, or a ton a twentyfive.

When the sun goes down you can make it, make it good in a lay-by.

We’re not grey people we’re not dirty, we’re not mean.

We love everybody, but we do as we please.

When the weather’s fine we go fishing, or go swimming in the sea.

We’re always happy, life’s for living, and that's our philosophy.

Sing along with us, dee dee dee dee dee - da da da da da yeah we’re hap- happy, da da da da da...

A/C#

D/A

Gm7

D/F#

A7/C#

G/A

222. Always On My Mind

Thompson, James, Christopher / Willie Nelson

	D	A/C#	Bm	D/A	G	A
	Maybe I didn't	love you -	Quite as	often as I	could have.

	D	A/C#	Bm	D/A	Gm7
	And maybe I didn't	treat you -	Quite as	good as I should	have

	G	D	G	D/F#	Em
	If I made you feel	second best -	Girl I'm sorry	I was	blind

	A	Bm	A7/C#	D	Em	F#m	G	A7	D	G	A
	You were	always	on my	mi-	i-	ind -	You were	always on my	mind

Maybe I didn't hold you - All those lonely, lonely times.

I guess I never told you - I'm so happy that you're mine.

Little things I should have said and done - I just never took the time.

You were always on my mind - You were always on my mind.

	D	A/C#	Bm	D/A		G	D/F#	Em	G/A	A7
	Te-	ell	me,			Tell me that your	sweet love hasn't	died

	D	A/C#	Bm	D/A		G	D/F#	Em
	Gi-	ive	me,		give me	one more chance to	keep you satis	fied

	A
I'll	keep you satisfied

instrumental

Little things I should have said and done - I just never took the time.

You were always on my mind - You were always on my mind.

223. Oh, Pretty Woman

Roy Orbison, Bill Dees / Roy Orbison (1964)

	G	Em
Pretty	woman, walking	down the street.

	G	Em	C	C
Pretty	woman, the kind I'd	like to meet. Pretty	woman...

	D7	D7
I don't be	lieve you - it must be	true.

	D7	D7
No one could	look as good as	you.

main riff 4 times

	G	Em
Pretty	woman, won't you	pardon me.

	G	Am	C
Pretty	woman, I couldn't	help but see. Pretty	woman...

	D7	D7	D7	D7
Oh, you look	lovely as you can	be. Are you	lonely just like	me?

	Cm	F	Bb	Eb
	Pretty woman,	stop awhile.	Pretty woman,	talk awhile.

	Cm	F	Bb	-	Bb
	Pretty woman,	give your smile to	me.

	Cm	F	Bb	Eb
	Pretty woman,	yeah, yeah, yeah,	Pretty woman,	look my way.

	Cm	F	Bb	G	Em	C	D7
	Pretty woman,	say you'll stay with	me!

main riff 4 times

	D7
'	Cause I need you, need you tonight.

	G	Em
Pretty	woman, don't	walk on by.

	G	Em	C
Pretty	woman, don't	make me cry. Pretty	woman...

Don't walk away, hey. Okay.

If that's the way it must be, okay.

I guess I'll go on home, it's late.

There'll be tomorrow night, but wait

What do I see?

She's walking back to me.

Oh, pretty woman.

224. Jolene

Dolly Parton / Dolly Parton: Jolene (1973)

	Am	C	G	Am
	Jolene, Jo	lene, Jo	lene, Jo	lene -

	G	Am	G	Am	G
I'm	begging of you please don't take my	man.

	Am	C	G	Am
	Jolene, Jo	lene, Jo	lene. Jo	lene -

	G	Am	G	Am	G
	Please don't take him just because you	can.

Your beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair

With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Your smile is like a breath of spring

Your voice is soft like summer rain

And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep

There's nothing I can do to keep

From crying when he calls your name, Jolene

And I can easily understand

How you could easily take my man

But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I'm begging of you please don't take my man

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

Please don't take him just because you can

You could have your choice of men

But I could never love again

Hes the only one for me, Jolene

I had to have this talk with you

My happiness depends on you

And whatever you decide to do, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I'm begging of you please don't take my man

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

Please don't take him even though you can

Jolene, Jolene

225. Blue Suede Shoes

Carl Perkins

	A	A
Well it's a	one for the money,	two for the show

	A	A7	D	A
	Three to get ready, now	go cat go but	don't you step on my blue suede	shoes

	E	D	A
You can	do anything but lay	off of my blue suede	shoes

	A	A
Well you can	knock me down,	step in my face

	A	A	A
	Slander my name all	over the place and	do anything that you want to do

	A	A7	D	A
But	ah ah honey lay	off of my shoes and	don't you step on my blue suede	shoes

	E	D	A
You can	do anything but lay	off of my blue suede	shoes

	A	A
Well you can	burn my house,	steal my car

	A	A	A
	Drink my liquor from an	old fruit jar and	do anything that you want to do

	A7	D	A
But	ah ah honey lay off of my shoes and	don't you step on my blue suede	shoes

	E	D	A
You can	do anything but lay	off of my blue suede	shoes

	A	A
Well it's a	one for the money,	two for the show

	A	A7	D	A
	Three to get ready, now	go cat go but	don't you step on my blue suede	shoes

	E	D	A
You can	do anything but lay	off of my blue suede	shoes

	A	A
	Blue blue blue suede shoes	Blue blue blue suede shoes

	D	A
	Blue blue blue suede shoes	Blue blue blue suede shoes

	E	D	A
You can	do anything but lay	off of my blue suede	shoes

226. Five Hundred Miles

Hedy West

	C	Am	Dm	Dm7
If you	miss the train I'm	on, you will	know that I am	gone.

	Dm	Dm7	G
You can	hear the whistle	blow a hundred	miles.

	C	Am	Dm	Dm7
A hundred	miles, a hundred	miles, a hundred	miles, a hundred	miles,

	Dm	G	C
You can	hear the whistle	blow a hundred	miles.

Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four,

Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home.

Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home,

Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home.

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name,

Lord I can't go back home this a way.

This a way, this a way, this a way, this a way,

Lord I can't go back home this a way.

If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone.

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

227. Leaving on a Jetplane

John Denver / Peter, Paul & Mary

	D7	G	C	G	C
	All my	bags are packed, I'm	ready to go, I'm	standing here out	side the door

	G	Em	D	D7
I	hate to wake you	up to say good	bye.

	G	C	G	C
But the	dawn is breakin', it's	early morn', The	Taxi's waitin', he's	blowin' his horn.

	G	Em	D	D7
Al	ready I'm so	lonesome I could	die.

	G	C	G	C
So	kiss me and	smile for me,	Tell me that you'll	wait for me,

	G	Em	D	D7
	Hold me like you	never let me	go.

	G	C	G	C
'Cause I'm	leaving	on a jet plane,	Don't know when	I'll be back again.

	G		Em		D	D7
		Oh babe,		I hate to	go.

There's so many times I've let you down, So many times I've played around,

I tell you now they don't mean a thing.

Ev'ry place I go I'll think of you, Ev'ry song I sing I sing for you.

When I come back I'll bring your wedding ring.

So kiss me ...

Now the time has come to leave you, One more time let me kiss you,

Then close your eyes, I'll be on my way.

Dream about the days to come, When I won't have to leave alone,

About the times I won't have to say.

So kiss me ...

228. Breathe

David Gilmour, Richard Wright, Roger Waters / Pink Floyd: The Dark Side of the Moon (1973)

	Em	A	Em	A

	Em	A	Em	A
	Breathe, breathe in the	air -	Don't be afraid to	care

	Em	A	Em	A
	Leave but don't leave	me -	Look around and chose your own	ground

	C	Bm
For	long you live and high you fly - And	smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

	F	G	G7	B
And	all you touch and all you see - Is	all your life will	ever	be

	Em	A	Em	A
	Run, run, rabbit,	run -	Dig that hole, forget the	sun,

	Em	A	Em	A
	And when at last the work is	done -	Don't sit down it's time to start an	other one

	C	Bm
For	long you live and high you fly - But	only if you ride the tide

	F	G	G7	B
And	balanced on the biggest wave - You	race toward an	early	grave.

Reprise

	Em	A	Em	A
	Home, home a	gain -	I like to be there when	UI can

	Em	A	Em	A
	When I come in cold and	tired -	It's good to warm my bones beside	the fire

	C	Bm
	Far away across the field - The	tolling of the iron bell

	F	G	G7	B
	Calls the faithful to their knees - To	hear the softly spoken	magic	spells.

229. Brain Damage

Roger Waters / Pink Floyd: The Dark Side of the Moon (1973)

	D	G7	D	G7
	- The lunatic is on the	grass,	- The lunatic is on the	grass,

	D	E/D
	- Rememb´ring games and	daisy chains and laughs,

	A7	D		D2
	Got to keep the loonies on the path.

- The lunatic is in the hall,- The lunatics are in my hall.

- The paper holds their folded faces to the floor,

	D7		D9
And ev´ry day the paper boy brings more.

	G	A
	And if the	dam breaks open many years too soon,

	C	G
	And if there is no	room upon the hill.

	G	A7
	And if your head explodes with dark, fore	bodings , too,

	C	G	Bm7		Em7		A		A7
- I´ll	see you on the	dark side of the moon.

- The lunatic is in my head, "HaHaHaHa" - The lunatic is in my head.

- You raise the blade, - You make the change - You rearange me till I´m sane.

- You lock the door, -And throw away the key

- There´s someone in my head but it´s not me.

- And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear, - You shout and no one seems to hear,

- And if the band you´re in starts playin´diff´rent tunes,

-I´ll see you on the dark side of the moon.

D

G7

D

G7

D

E/D

A7

D

Dsus2

D

E/D

A7

D

Dsus2

D

230. Wish You were Here

Waters, Gilmour / Pink Floyd: Wish you were Here (1975)

	G	Em	G	Em	G	Em	A7sus	Em	A7sus	G

	C	D	Am	G
	So, so you think you can	tell, heaven from	hell, blue skies from	pain.

	D	C	Am
Can you tell a green	field from a cold steel	rail, a smile from a	veil.

	G
Do you think you can	tell?

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts,

hot ashes for trees hot air for a cool breeze.

Cold comfort for change. And did you exchange

A walk in a part of the war

For a lead role in a cage.

	G	Em	G	Em	G	Em	A7sus	Em	A7sus	G	G

How, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year, after year.

Running over the same old ground, what did we found?

The same old fears, wish you were here.

	G	Em	G	Em	G	Em	A7sus	Em	A7sus	G	G

231. Those Were The Days

Gene Raskin

	Am	Am7
	Once upon a time there was a	tavern,

	A7	Dm
	where we used to raise a glass or	two.

	Am7
Remember how we laughed away the	hours,

	B7	E
and	dreamed of all the great things we would	do.

	Am	Dm
Those were the	days, my friend, we thought they'd	never end,

	G	G7	C
we'd sing and	dance for	ever and a da	y;

	Dm	Am
We'd live the	life we choose, we'd fight and	never loose,

	E7	Am
For we were	young, and sure to have our	way.

	A7	Dm
La la la la la la la	la la	la la la

	E7	Am
Those were the	days, oh yes those were the d	ays.

Then the busy years went rushing by us.

We lost our starty notions on the way.

If by chance I'd see you in the tavern,

we'd smiled at one another, and we'd say:

repeat chorus

Just tonight I stood before the tavern.

Nothing seemed the way it used to be.

In the glass I saw a strange reflection,

was that lonley woman really me?

repeat chorus

Through the door there came familiar laughter.

I saw your face and heard you call my name.

Oh, my friend, we're older, but no wiser.

For in our hearts the dream are still the same.

repeat chorus

232. Sitting on the Dock of the Bay

Otis Redding

	G	G	B	C	B	Bb	A
	/ / / /	Sitting in the morning	sun - I'll be	sitting when the	eve	ning	comes

	G	B	C	B	Bb	A
	Watching the ships	roll in - And I	watch 'em roll a	way	a	gain

	G	E7	G	E7
	Sitting on the dock of the	bay - Watching the	tide roll a	way

	G	A7	G	E7
I'm just	sitting on the dock of the	bay - Wasting	time

	G	B	C	B	Bb	A
I	left my home in	Georgia - Headed	for the '	Fris	co	bay

	G	E	C	B	Bb	A
'Cause I	had nothin to	live for - And look like	nothing's gonna	come	my	way!

So I'm just

Sitting on the dock of the bay wasting time.

	G	D	C7
	Look	like	nothing's gonna change

	G	D	C7
	Every	thing	still remains the same

	G	D	C7	G
	I can't	do what	ten people tell	me to do

	F	D
	So I guess I'll re	main the same

	G	B	C	B	Bb	A
	Sittin here resting my	bones - And this	loneliness won't leave	me	a	lone

	G	B	C	B	Bb	A
It's	two thousand miles I	roamed - Just to	make this dock	my a	-	home

Now, I'm just

Sitting on the dock of the bay wasting time.

233. Easy

Lionel Ritchie / Commodores: Commodores (1977)

	G	Bm7	Am7	Am7/D
	I know it sounds	funny but I just can't	stand the pain.

	G	Bm7	Am7	Am7/D
	Girl I'm	leaving you tom	orrow.

	G	Bm7	Am7	Am7/D
	It seems to	me girl, you know I done	all I can.

	Ab	Bm7	Am7	Am7/D
	You see, you	beg, stole and I	borrowed.

	G	Bm7	Am7
That's why I'm e	asy, (aaaah, a	aaah, aaaah, a	aaah)

	Am7/D	F	C
I'm	easy like sunday	mo-	orning.

	G	Bm7	Am7
That's why I'm e	asy, (aaaah, a	aaah, aaaah, a	aaah)

	Am7/D	F	C	G
I'm	easy like sunday	mo-	o--	orning.

	Fmaj7	Em7	Dm7
I wanna be	high,	so	high

	Fmaj7	Em7	Dm7
I wanna be	preaching all the	things I do all	right.

	Fmaj7	Em7	Dm7
I wanna be	free,	just	me

	Bb	F	Bb

	G	Bm7	Am7
That's why I'm e	asy, (aaaah, a	aaah, aaaah, a	aaah)

	Am7/D	F	C
I'm	easy like sunday	mo-	orning.

	G	Bm7	Am7
That's why I'm e	asy, (aaaah, a	aaah, aaaah, a	aaah)

	Am7/D	F	C	G
I'm	easy like sunday	mo-	o--	orning.

234. The Ballad of High Noon (Do not Forsake me, o my Darlin')

Dimitri Tiomkin, Ned Washington / Tex Ritter (1952)

	G
	Do not forsake me, oh my darling,

	C
On this our wedding	day.

	E	C
Do not forsake me, oh my	dar	ling,

	Bm7	Am7	C	D7
	Wait,	wait	a- -	long!

	G
	I do not know what fate awaits me.

	C
I only know I must be	brave!

	G
And I must face a man who	hates me,

	Cm	G	Cm	G
	Or ly a	coward, a	craven	coward,

	Cm	Bm	Am	C	D7	G
	Or ly a	cow	ard	in	my	grave.

bridge

	G
	Oh, to be torn twixt love and duty

Supposin' I lose my fair haired beauty

Look at that big hand movin' round

	D7
Nearin' high	noon!

	C
He	made a vow while in state prison

	G
	Said it would be my life or his'n,

	Cm
	I'm not afraid of death, but oh,

	G	Am	D7
	What will I do if you	leave	me?

	G
	Do not forsake me, oh my darling,

	C
You made that promise as a	bride.

	G
Do not forsake me, oh my	darling,

	Cm	G	Cm	G
	Although you're	grievin',	I Can't	be leavin',

	Cm	Bm	Am	C	D7	G
	Now that I	need	you	by	my	side!

	C	G
Wait a	long, wait a	long,

	Cm	G
Wait a	long, wait a	long...

235. Tears of a Clown

Stevie Wonder, Hank Cosby, Smokey Robinson / Smokey Robinson & the Miracles: Make it Happen (1967)

capo IV

	A		\|:	A	D	G	:\|

	A	D	G	D	A	D	G
If there's a	smile	on my	face,	it's only	there trying to	fool the	public.

	D	A	D	G	D	A	D	G
	But when it	comes down to	fooling	you,	now honey	that's quite a	different sub	ject.

	D	A	D	G	D	A	D	G
	Don't	let my	glad ex	pression	give	you the	wrong im	pression.

	D	A	D	G	D	A	D	G	D	A	D
	Really I'm	sad,	oh	sa	dder than	sad,	You're	gone and I'm	hurting so	bad,

	G	D	A	D	G	D
Like a	clown I	pretend to be	glad.

	E	C#/F
Now there's some	sad things known to	man

	F#m	D	A	\|:	A	D	G	:\|
But ain't	too much sadder than	the tears of a	clown, When there's no one around.

If I appear to be carefree, It's only to camouflage my sadness.

in order to shield my pride I try To cover this hurt as a show of gladness.

But don't let my show convince you that I've been happy since you

Decided to go, oh I need you so, I'm hurt and I want you to know, but for others I put on a show.

Now there's some sad things known to man

But ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, When there's no one around.

Just like Pagliacci did I try to keep my sadness hid.

Smiling in the public eye, but in my lonesome room i cry - The tears of a clown

Now there's some sad things known to man

But ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, When there's no one around.

236. Angie

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones

	Am	E	G	F	C
	Angie,	Angie,	when will those	clouds all disap	pear?

	Am	E	G	F	C
	Angie,	Angie,	where will they	lead us from	here?

	G	Dm	Am
With no	loving in our souls and no	money in our	coats,

	C	F	G	Am	E	G	F	C
	You can't	say we're satis	fied.	Angie,	Angie	you can't	say we never	tried .

	Am	E	G	F	C
	Angie, you're	beautiful,	but ain't it	time we said good	bye?

	Am	E	G	F	C
	Angie, I still	love you,	remember	all those nights we	cried.

	G	Dm	Am
All the	dreams we held so close seem to	all go up in	smoke,

	C	F	G	Am	E	G	F	C
	Oh let me	whisper in your	ear:	Angie,	Angie	where will they	lead us from	here?

piano solo

	G	Dm	Am
Oh	Angie don't you weep; all your	kisses still taste	sweet.

	C	F	G	Am	E	G	F	C
	I hate that	sadness in your	eyes! But	Angie,	Angie	ain't it	time we said good	bye?

strings

	G	Dm	Am	C	F	G
With no	loving in our souls and no	money in our	coats;	Oh you can't	say we're satis	fied!

	Am	E	G	F	C
But	Angie, I still love you	baby,	everywhere I	look I see your	eyes.

	Dm	Am	C	F	G
	There ain't a woman that comes	close to you;	come on	baby dry your	eyes!

Am

E

G

F

C

Am

E

G

F

E

Dm

C

Angie,

Angie

ain't it

good to be a

live?

Angie,

Angie

they can't

say we never

tr

ie

d!

237. As Tears go By

Jagger, Richards, & Oldham / the Rolling Stones (1965)

	C	D	F	G	Gsus4	G
	It is the	evening of the	da-	ay.

	C	D	F	G	Gsus4	G
	I sit and	watch the children	pla-	ay.

	F	G	C/C	C/B	C/A	Am	C/G
	Smiling faces	I can see,	but	not	for	me;

	F	G
	I sit and watch as tears go	by.

	C	D	F	G	Gsus4	G
	My riches	can't buy ev'ry	thi-	ing

	C	D	F	G	Gsus4	G
	I want to	hear the children	si-	ing

	F	G	C/C	C/B	Am	C/G
	All I hear	is the sound	of	rain falling	on the	ground;

	F	G
	I sit and watch as tears go	by.

instr.

C

D

F

G

Gsus4

G

C

D

F

G

Gsus4

G

F

G

C/C

C/B

Am

C/G

F

G

	C	D	F	G	Gsus4	G
	It is the	evening of the	da-	ay.

	C	D	F	G	Gsus4	G
	I sit and	watch the children	pla-	ay.

	F	G	C/C	C/B	Am	C/G
	Doin' things I	used to do	they	think are	new;

	F	G
	I sit and watch as tears go	by.

	C	D	F	C
	Mmmm	Mmmm	Mmmm	Mmmm

238. Brown Sugar

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Sticky Fingers (1971)

	\|:	Esus4	E	\|	A	Asus4	A	:\|
	\|: - -	/	/	\|	/ /	/' /'	/' /'	:\| (3x)

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C

Csus4

C

A

Asus4

A

F

G

A

Asus4

A

:|

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/

/ / /

/ /

/

/ / /

/ /

/ / /

/

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/ /

:|

	A	D
	Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields,	sold in a market down in New Orleans.

	A	G	A
	Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright,	hear him whip the women	just around midnight:

	E		A	Asus4	A	Asus4		A
		Brown Sugar	- how come you	taste so	good.

	E		A	Asus4	A	Asus4		A
		Brown Sugar	- just like a	young girl	should.

	C	Csus4	C	A	Asus4	A	F	G	A	Asus4	A
	/	/ / /	/ /	/	/ / /	/ /	/ / /	/ / /	/	/ / /	/ /

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot, lady of the house wond'ring where it's gonna stop.

Houseboy knows that he's doin' alright, you should have heard him just around midnight:

Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good. Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should.

Solo

|:

A

C

Csus4

C

A

Asus4

A

F

G

A

Asus4

A

:|

G

A

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/

/ / /

/ /

/

/ / /

/ /

/ / /

/

/ / /

/

:| (4x)

/

/ / /

Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good. Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should.

I bet your mama was a tent show queen and all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen.

I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like, you should have heard me just around midnight:

Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good. Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should.

239. Country Honk

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Let it Bleed (1969)

	G	C	G	D	D7	G
	//// //// //// ////	//// //// //// ////	//// /////	//	//	////

	G	C
	I'm sittin' in a bar tippling a jar in	Jackson

	G	A	D	D7
And	on the street the	summer sun it	shines

	G	C
There's	many a bar-room queen I've had in	Jackson

	G	D	D7	G
But I	just can't seem to	drink you	off my	mind

	G	D	D7	G
	It's the	ho-ho-ho-	honky tonk	women

	D	D7	G
Gimme, gimme,	gimme the	honky tonk	blues

	G	C
	I laid a divorcee in New York	City

	G	A	D	D7
I h	ad to put up	some kind of a	fight

	G	C
The	lady she all dressed me up in	roses

	G	D	D7	G
She	blew my nose and	then she	blew my	mind

	G	D	D7	G
	It's the	ho-ho-ho-	honky tonk	women

	D	D7	G
Gimme, gimme,	gimme the	honky tonk	blues

Solo: over verse chords

	G	D	D7	G
	It's the	ho-ho-ho-	honky tonk	women

	D	D7	G
Gimme, gimme,	gimme the	honky tonk b	lues

	G	D	D7	G
	It's the	ho-ho-ho-	honky tonk	women

	D	D7	G	C	G
Gimme, gimme,	gimme the	honky tonk	blues

240. Dandelion

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones (1967)

Capo III

	G	A7
	Prince or pauper, beggarman or	king;

	G	A7
	Play the game with every flower you	bring.

	G	Em	C	A7
	Dandelions all	tell no lies -	Dandelions will	make you wise -

	G	Em	C	A7
	Tell me if she	laughs or cries -	Blow away dande	lion.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock, five.

Dandelions don't care about the time.

Dandelion don't tell no lies - Dandelion will make you wise -

Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion.

	C	E7
	Blow away dande	lion.

Bridge

	E7	A	A7	E
	So you're	holding out	just the	same,

	A	A7	E
You can	play the dande	lion	game.

	A	D7
When you're	finished with your childlike	prayer

Well you know you should wear it.

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor's life;

Rich man, poor man, beautiful doctor's wife.

Dandelion won't tell no lies - Dandelion will make you wise,

Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion.

Blow away dandelion.

Little girls and boys come out to play.

Bring your dandelions to blow away.

Dandelion won't tell no lies - Dandelion will make you wise.

Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion.

	C	G
	Blow away dandel	ion.

D9

241. Dead Flowers

Jagger&Richards / the Rolling Stones: Sticky Fingers (1971)

	intro:		D9	D	A	G	D

	D9	D	A	G	D
	Well	when you're sitting	there in your	silk upholstered	chair,

	D9	D	A	G	D
	Tal-	king to some	rich folk that you	know.

	D9	D	A	G	D
	Well	I hope you won't see	me in my	ragged compa	ny,

	D9	D	A	G	D
		You know I could	never be a	lone.

	A	D	D9	D	D9	D
Take me	down little Susie, take me	down.

	A	D	D9	D
	I know you think you're the queen of the under	ground.

	G	D	D9	D
And you can	send me dead flowers every	morning,

	G	D	D9	D
	Send me dead flowers by the	mail.

	G	D	D9	D
	Send me dead flowers to my	wedding,

	D	A	G	D
	And I won't forget to put	roses on your	gra	ve.

	D9	D	A	G	D
		When you're sitting	back in your	rose pink cadi	llac,

	D9	D	A	G	D
	Making	bets on Ken	tucky Derby	Day.

	D9	D	A	G	D
		I'll be in my basement	room with a	needle and a	spoon,

	D9	D	A	G	D
	And	another girl to	take my pain a	way.

	A	D	D9	D	D9	D
Take me	down little Susie, take me	down.

	A	D	D9	D
	I know you think you're the queen of the under	ground.

	G	D	D9	D
And you can	send me dead flowers every	morning,

	G	D	D9	D
	Send me dead flowers by the	mail.

	G	D	D9	D
	Send me dead flowers to my	wedding,

	D	A	G	D
	And I won't forget to put	roses on your		grave.

Solo

	A	D	D9	D	D9	D
Take me	down little Susie, take me	down.

	A	D	D9	D
	I know you think you're the queen of the under	ground.

	G	D	D9	D
And you can	send me dead flowers every	morning,

	G	D	D9	D
	Send me dead flowers by the	U.S. mail.

	G	D	D9	D
	Send me dead flowers to my	wedding,

	D	A	G	D
	And I won't forget to put	roses on your		grave.

	D	A	G	D
	No I won't forget to put	roses on your		grave.

242. Get Off Of My Cloud

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones

	E		A		B		A
	/ /		/ / / /		/ /		/ / / /

repeat after each line in verse

	E	A	B	A	E	E A B A
I	live in an	apparmtent on the	ninety-ninth	floor of my	block

	E	A	B	E	E A B A
I	sit at home lookin'	out my window i	magining the world has	stopped

	E	A	B	E	E A B A
Then	in flies a	guy who's all dressed	up just like a Union	Jack

	E	A	B	E	E A B A
He	says "I'd 've won five	pounds if I	had this kind of detergent	pack"

	E	G#m	A	B
Said I "	Hey	you get	off of my	cloud

	E	G#m	A	B
	Hey	you get	off of my	cloud

	E	G#m	A	B
	Hey	you get	off of my	cloud

	D	B	E	E A B A
	Don't hang around, 'cause two's a	crowd on my	cloud!

The telephone is ringing I say "Hi who's there on the line?"

A voice says "Hi hello how are you?" "Well I guess I am doin' fine!"

He says "It's three a.m. there's too much noise don't you people want to go to bed?

Just cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?"

CHORUS

I was sick and tired, fed up with things and decided to take a drive down town.

It was so very quiet and peaceful, there was nobody, not a soul around.

I laid myself down, I was so tired and I started to dream.

In the morning the parking tickets were just like flags stuck on my windscreen!

CHORUS

243. Lady Jane

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Aftermath (1966)

	D	C	G	D
	My sweet Lady	Jane, when I see you a	gain?

	C	G	D
Your servant am	I and will humbly re	main.

	E7	Am
	Just hear this	plea, my love,

	D7	G
	On bended k	nees, my love;

	C	D7	Am	D
	I pledge my	self to Lady	Jane.

	D	C	G	D
	My dear Lady	Anne I've done what I	can.

	C	G	D
I must take my	leave for promised I	am.

	E7	Am
	This play is	run, my love,

	D7	G
	Your time has	come, my love.

	C	D7	Am	D
	I've pledged my	troth to Lady	Jane.

	D	C	G	D
Oh	my sweet Ma	rie I wait at your	ease.

	C	G	D
The sands have run	out for your lady and	me.

	E7	Am
	Wedlock is	nigh, my love,

	D7	G
	Her station's	right, my love.

	C	D7	Am	D
	Live is se	cure with Lady	Jane.

244. The Last Time

Jagger, Richards / the Rolling Stones

	E	D	A	E	D	A
Well I	told you once and I	told you	twice

	E	D	A	E	D	A
But you	never listen to	my ad	vice

	E	D	A	E	D	A
You	don't try very	hard to	please me

	E	D	A	E	D	A
For	what you know it	should be	easy

	A
	Well this could be the last time. This could be the last time.

	D	A	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Maybe the last time I don't	know! Oh	no		Oh	no.

	E	D	A	E	D	A
Well	I'm sorry girl but I	can't	stay

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Feelin' like I	do to	day

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	There's too much pain and	too much	sorrow

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Guess I'll feel the	same to	morrow

Refrain

Solo

Refrain

	A	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Well I	told you once and I	told you	twice

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Someone will have to	pay the	price

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Here's a chance to	change your	mind

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	Cause I'll be gone a	long, long	time

Refrain

245. Love in Vain

R. Johnson, Jagger & Richards / Rolling Stones: Let it Bleed (1969)

G

G7

G

G7

C

C7

G

G7

D

D7

C

C7

G

G7

D

D7

/ / / /

/ /

	G	G7	G	G7
Well, I	followed her to the	station with a	suitcase in my	hand.

	C	C7	G	G7
Yeah, I	followed her up to the	station	with a suitcase in my	hand,

	D	D7	C
Well, it's	hard to tell, it's	hard to tell

	C7	G	G7		D		D7
all your	love's in	vain.

When the train came into the station - I looked her in the eye,

Well, the train came into the station - I looked her in the eye,

Well, I felt so sad and lonesome - I could not help but cry.

Slide guitar solo on 1 chorus (now you can hear the Hammond)

When the train left the station, it had two lights on behind

Yeah, the train left the station, it had two lights on behind

Well, the blue light was my baby and the red light was my mind.

Harp solo on 1 chorus

	G
	All my love's in vain.

All my love's in vain.

246. Mother's Little Helper

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones

	C	Am	D	Em	(Riff) \|: E6 ---0--2--2/3----3--2--0--- :\|
	What a	drag it	is getting	old

	Em
"	Kids are different today," - I hear every mother say

	F
Mother needs something today to calm her	down.

	G	C
And though	she's not really ill - There's a	little yellow pill

	Am	Asus2	Am	Asus2
She goes	running for the	shelter - Of a	mother's little	helper

	Em	(riff)
And it	helps her on her way - Gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today," - I hear every mother say

Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag!

So she buys an instant cake - And she burns her frozen steak

And goes running for the shelter - Of a mother's little helper

And two help her on her way - Get her through her busy day.

	C	D	G	C
Doctor	please - Some more of	these - Outside the	door - She took four	more

	Am	D	Em	(riff)
What a	drag it	is getting	old

"Men just aren't the same today - I hear every mother say

They just don't appreciate that you get tired!

They're so hard to satisfy - You can tranquilise your mind

So go running for the shelter - Of a mother's little helper

And four help you through the night - Help to minimise your plight.

Doctor please - Some more of these - Outside the door - She took four more

What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today," - I hear every mother say

The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore!

And if you take more of those - You will get an overdose

No more running to the shelter - Of a mother's little helper

	(riff)		G	C	G	G
They just helped you on your way - Through your busy dying day						Hey!

E
⁵

A
⁸

B
⁷

247. 19th Nervous Breakdown

Jagger, Richards / the Rolling Stones

riff 1 (E) riff 2 (B) riff 3 (A) riff 4 (A) e |-------------| |-----------| |-----------| |---------| b |---10-10-9---| |---5-5-4---| |---3-3-2---| |-----5s3-| G |---11-11-9---| |---6-6-4---| |---4-4-2---| |-4s6-----| D |-9---------9-| |-4-------4-| |-2-------2-| |---------| A |-------------| |-----------| |-----------| |---------| E |-------------| |-----------| |-----------| |---------|

	E
You're	the kind of person you meet at certain dismal dull affairs,

Centre of a crowd talking much to loud running up and down the stairs.

	A
Well it	seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years

	E
And	though you've tried you just cant hide your eyes are edged with tears.

	B	(riff 2)		A	(riff 4)		E
You'd better	stop	-	- look a	round	-	- Here it	comes - here it comes -

	A	E
here it	comes - here it comes - Here	comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown!

When you were a child you were treated kind but never brought up right.

You were overspoilt with a thousand toys and still you cried all night.

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax,

Your fathers still perfecting ways of making sealing wax.

You'd better stop - - look around - - Here it comes - here it comes -

here it comes - here it comes - Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown!

bridge

	B	E
	Oh who's to blame; that	girls just insane!

	A	(riff 3)	B	(riff 2)	E
	Well	nothing I do don't seem to work it	only	seems to make matters worse; Oh	please!

You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed youre mind

And after that you turned your back on treating people kind.

On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange you mind

But after while I realised you were disarranging mine!

You'd better stop - - look around - - Here it comes - here it comes -

here it comes - here it comes - Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown!

248. Paint it, Black!

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Aftermath (1966)

	Dm	Asus4	A
	I see a red door and I	want it painted	black

	Dm	Asus4	A
	No colors anymore I	want them to turn	black

	Dm	C	F	G	Asus4	A
	I	see the	girls walk	by dressed	in their summer	clothes

	Dm	C	F	G	Asus4	A
	I	have to	turn my	head un	til the darkness	goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black

With flowers and my love both never to come back

I see people turn their heads and quickly look away

Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black

I see my red door and I want it painted black

Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the fact

It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue

I could not forsee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the setting sun

My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

	Solo:	\|:	Dm	Asus4	A	:\|

I want to see your face, painted black,

black as night, black as gold

I wanna see the sun flying high upon the sky

I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black, Yeah

249. Ruby Tuesday

Jagger & Richards / Rolling Stones

	Am	C	F	C
	She would	never	say where she came	from

	Am	C	F	G
	Yesterday	don't	matter if it's	gone

	Am	D7	G
	While the	sun is	bright

	Am	D7	G
	Or in the	darkest	night

	C	G	G7
No one	knows she comes and	goes

	C	G	F	G
	Good	bye	Ruby	Tuesday,

	C	G	F	G
	Who could	hang a	name on	you?

	C	G	F	C
	When you	change with	ev'ry	new day,

	G	G
	Still I'm gonna miss you!

Don't question why she needs to be so free

She'll tell you it's the only way to be

She just can can't be chained

To a life where nothing's gained

And nothing's lost at such a cost

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, Who could hang a name on you?

When you change with ev'ry new day, Still I'm gonna miss you!

There's no time to loose I heard her say

Cash your dream before they slip away

Dying all the time

Lose your dreams and you

will loose your mind ain't life unkind

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, Who could hang a name on you?

When you change with ev'ry new day, Still I'm gonna miss you!

250. Salt of the Earth

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Beggar's Banquet (1968)

	E	B	E	A	E	E	B	E	A	E
	Let's	drink to the	hard working	peo	ple,	Let's	drink to the	lowly of	bi	rth.

	E	B	E	A	E	E	B	E	A	E
	Raise your	glass to the	good and the	e-e-	vil,	Let's	drink to the	salt of the	e-e-a-	arth.

	E	B	E	A	E	E	B	E	A	E
	Say a	prayer for the	common foot	sol	dier,	Spare a	thought for his	back breaking	wo-o-	ork.

E

B

E

A

E

B

E

A

E

A

E

A

E

A

E

Say a

prayer for his

wife and his

chil

dren,

who burn the

fires and who

still till the

earth.

	C#m	G#m	C#m	G#m	F#m
	And when I search a	faceless crowd -	A swirling mass of	gray and	black and white -

	G#m	A	B7
	They don't look real to me -	In fact, they look so	strange...

Raise your glass to the hard working people - Let's drink to the uncounted heads.

Let's think of the wandering millions - who need leaders but get gamblers instead.

Spare a thought for the stay at home voter - his empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows.

And a parade of the gray suited grafters - a choice of cancer or polio.

And when I search a faceless crowd - a swirling mass of gray and black and white -

They don't look real to me - in fact, they look so strange!

Let's drink to the hard working people, Let's think of the lowly of birth.

spare a thought for the rag taggy people, Let's drink to the salt of the earth.

Let's drink to the hard working people. Let's drink to the salt of the earth.

Let's think of the two thousand million. Let's think of the humble of birth.

Let's have a drink to the salt of the earth...

251. Satisfaction

Jagger, Richards / the Rolling Stones

Main Riff (continue pattern)

E-|-----------------------------------------------------------| B-|-----------------------------------------------------------| G-|-----------------------------------------------------------| D-|-----------------------------------------------------------| A-|-2--2----2--4--5----5--5--4--2--2--------------------------| E-|-----------------------------------------------------------|

	E	A	E	A
	I can't get no	satisfaction	I can't get no	satisfaction

	E	B7	E	A
Cause I try__	and I try___	and I try__	and try__

	A	E	(start riff)	A	D	A	E	A	D
	I can'	t get no			I	can't g	et no

	A	E	A	D	A	E	A	D
	When	I'm driving in	my	car and	the	man comes on	the	radio

	A	E	A	D	A	E	A
	he's	telling me more	and	more	about	some useless in	formation

	A	E	A	D	A	E	A	D
	supposed	to fire my	ima	gination	I can't	get no

	A	E	(tacet)	E	A	D	A	E	A	D
Oh no	no	no	hey hey	hey			That's	what I say

When I'm watchin' my TV and that man comes on to tell me

how white my shirts can be Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke

the same cigarettes as me

I can't get no oh no no no

Hey hey hey that's what I say

Chorus

When I'm ridin' 'round the world and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that

And I'm tryin' to make some girl who tells me "Baby better come back, maybe next week

'cause you see I'm on a losers street"

I can't get no oh no no no

Hey hey hey that's what I say

Chorus

252. Sitting on a Fence

Jagger, Richard / the Rolling Stones (1965)

	(intro)	G

	C	D	C	G
	Since I was	young I've been	very hard to	please

	C	D	G	G7
	And I	don't know wrong from	right

	C
	But ther is one thing I could never understand

	D
	Some of the sick things that a girl does to a man

	G	C	D	G	C	D
	So I'm just	sitting on a	fence,	you can	say I got no	sense.

	G	A	D	G	C	D	G
	Tryin' to make	up my mind, it	really is so	hard to find,	I'm just	sitting on a	fence.

	C	D	C	G
	All of my	friends at school grew	up and settled	down.

	C	D	G	G7
	And they	mortgaged up their	lives

	C
	One things not said too much, but I thin it's true:

	D
	They just get married 'cause there's nothing else to do!

So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense.

Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence.

solo

So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense.

Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence.

	C	D	C	G
	The day may come when	you get old and	sick and tired of	life;

	C	D	G	G7
	You just	never rea	lized:

	C
	Maybe the choice you made wasn't really right,

	D
	but you go out and you don't come back at night.

So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense.

Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence.

253. (Walking Thru The) Sleepy City

Jagger & Richards / The Rolling Stones: Metamorphosis (1975)

	G	D
	Walkin' thru' the	sleepy city,

	G	D
	In the dark it	looks so pretty,

	C	D7
	Till I got to the	one cafe,

	C	G
	That stays open	night and day.

Just a lookin' at the sleepy city,

In the night it looks so pretty.

No one sees the city lights,

they just care about the warmth inside.

No one listens to what people say.

I just sit and hear the radio play.

Just then this girl walked in my way,

And she was as pretty as my sleepy city.

Will you walk through the sleepy city,

In the night it looks so pretty.

Tired of walkin on my own,

It looks better when you're not alone.

Will you walk through the sleepy city,

In the night it looks so pretty.

I'm tired of walkin on my own,

It looks better when you're not alone.

Mm mm mm mm mm mm - La la la la la la - La la la la la la - la la la la la

Will you walk through the sleepy city,

In the night, well it looks so pretty.

I'm tired of walkin on my own,

It looks better when you're not alone.

C'mon walk through that sleepy city,

I said in the night it looks so pretty.

I'm tired of walkin that park on my own,

It looks better when you're not alone.

254. Sympathy For The Devil

Jagger, Richards / The Rolling Stones

	E	D	A	E
	Please allow me to intro	duce myself, I'm a	man of wealth and	taste.

	D	A	E
I've been around for	long, long years, stolen	many a man's soul and	faith.

	D	A	E
I was 'round when	Jesus Christ had his	moments of doubt and	pain.

	D	A	E
Made damn' sure that	Pilate washed his	hands and sealed his	fate.

	B	E
	Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my	name,

	B	E
But what's	puzzling you is the nature of my	game!

I stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was the time for a change.

Killed the Tsar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain.

I rode a tank, held a general's rank, when the blitzkrieg raged, and the bodies stank.

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name,

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game!

I watched with glee how your kings and queens fought for ten decades for the gods they made.

I shouted out: "Who killed the Kennedys?", when after all, it was you and me.

Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste,

And I lay traps for troubadours, who get killed before they reach Bombay.

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name,

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game!

	\|:		E	D	A	E	:\| (x4)
		(	so	lo)

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name,

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game!

Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinners saints.

As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer, 'cos I'm in need of some restraint.

So if you meet me have some courtesy, have sympathy and some taste.

Use all your well-learned politesse, or I'll lay your soul to waste.

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name,

But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game!

	\|:		E	D	A	E	:\|
		(	so	lo)

255. Time is on My Side

Norman Meade / the Rolling Stones (1964)

	C	Em	A7	D7
	/ / / /	/ / / /	/ / / /	/ / / /

	G	C	D
	Time is on my	side, yes it	is!

	G	C	D
	Time is on my	side, yes it	is!

	Em	D7	Em	A7
	Now you always	say	that you want to be	free

	D	C
	But you'll come runnin'	back -

	D	C
	But you'll come runnin'	back -

	D	C	D7
	But you'll come runnin'	back - To	me

Time is on my side, yes it is!

You're searchin' for good times, but just wait and see

chorus

spoken:

	C7
	Go ahead, baby, go ahead

	G7
	Go ahead and lay it on the town.

	C7	G7
	And baby, do anything your	heart desires

Remember I'll always be around.

	C7	Em
	And I know, I know, like I told you so many times be	fore

	A7
You're gonna come back, yeah,	you're gonna come back baby

	D7
	Knockin', yeah, knockin' right on my door.

Time is on my side, yes it is!

'Cause I got the real love, the kind that you need

But you'll come runnin' back (3x)

chorus

	G	C	D
	Time, time, time, is on my	side, yes it	is

256. 2000 Light Years from Home

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Their Satanic Majesties Request (1967)

	E7
	Sun turning 'round with graceful motion.

We're setting off with soft explosion,

	A7	E7
	Bound for a star with fiery	oceans.

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're a hundred	light years from	home!

	E7	A7	E7
	Freezing red deserts turn to dark -	Energy here in every	part.

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're six hundred	light years from	home!

solo

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're a thousand	light years from	home!

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're a thousand	light years from	home!

	E7
	Bell flight fourteen you can now land,

See you on Aldebaran.

	A7	E7
	Safe on the green desert	sand.

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're two thousand	light years from	home!

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're two thousand	light years from	home!

	G	A	B	E7
	It's so very lonely,	You're two thousand	light years from	home!

257. 2000 Men

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Their Satanic Majesties Request (1967)

	A	E7	A
Well my	name is a number, a	piece of plastic	film

	A	E7	A
And I	grow tiny flowers in my	little window	sill

	D	A/Asus4
Don't you	know I'm the two thousand	man?

	D	A	G	A	E7
And my	kids, they just don't under	stand	me	at	all

Though my wife still respects me, I really misuse her

I am having an affair with a random computer

Don't you know I'm the two thousand man?

And my kids, they just don't understand me at all

	A	D	A	(A)	D	A
	Oh	dad	dy, be	proud of your	pla	net,

	A	D	A	E7	A
	Oh	mom	my, be	proud of your	sun

	A	D	A	(A)	D	A
	Oh	dadd	y, be	proud of your	plan	et

	A	D	A	E7	A
	Oh	momm	y, be	proud of your	sun

D(?)

Oh daddy, is your brain still flashing

	B7	E7
	like it did when	you were young?

	A
	Or did you come down crashing

	E7	A
	seeing all the things you'd	done?

	E7	A
	Oh it's a big put -	on

	A	D	A
	Oh daddy, be	proud of your	planet

	(A)	E7	A
	Oh mommy, be	proud of your	sun

	A	D	A
	Oh daddy, be	proud of your	planet

	(A)	E7	A
	Oh mommy, be	proud of your	son

	D	A/Asus4
Don't you	know who's the two tho	usand man?

	D	A	G	A	E7	(hold)
And my	kids, they just don't under	stand	me	at	all

	A	D	E7	A

258. We Love You

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones (1967)

	E7	D	A
	We don't care if you	only	love we.

	A
	We don't care if you only love we!

	D	A	D	G
	We-eeh	love you.	We-eeh	love you,

	E	G	D	A
And we	hope that	you will	love we	too.

	D	A	D	G
	We-eeh	love they.	We-eeh	love they,

	E	G	D	A
And we	want	you to	love they	too.

	A7	E	A7	E
We	don't care if you	hound we and	lock the doors a	round we.

	A7	E	B
	Love can't get our	minds off, We	love you, we love you!

	A7	E	A7	E
	You will never	win we. Your	uniforms don't	fit we.

	A7	E	B
We	forget the place we're	in 'Cause we	love you, We love you. Of course, we do!

	E	B	E	A
	I-iih	love you.	I-iih	love you,

	E	G	A	B
And I	hope that	you won't	prove wrong	too.

We love you. We do. We love you. We do!

259. Wild Horses

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Sticky Fingers (1970)

	G	Am	G	Am	G

	Bm	G	Bm	G
	Childhood	living	is easy to	do

	Am	C	D	G	D	C
	The things you	wanted		I bought them for	you

	Bm	G	Bm	G
	Graceless	lady	you know who I	am

	Am	C	D	G	D	C
	You know I	can't let you		slide through my	hands.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild	Horses		couldn't	drag me	away.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild, wild	horses		couldn't	drag me a	way.

	Bm	G	Bm	G
	I watched you	suffer	a dull aching	pain,

	Am	C	D	G	D	C
	Now you de	cided		to show me the	same.

	Bm	G	Bm	G
	No sweet thing	exits	oh of stage	blinds.

	Am	C	D	G	D	C
	Could make me be	bitter	or	treat you	unkind.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild	Horses		couldn't	drag me	away.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild, wild	horses		couldn't	drag me a	way.

solo I

	Bm	G	Bm	G
	I know I've	drained you	it seemed like a	lie.

	Am	C	D	G	D	C
	I have my	freedom		but I don't have much	time.

	Bm	G	Bm	G
	Faith has been	broken	tears must be	cried.

	Am	C	D	G	D	C
	Let's do some	living		after we've	died.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild	horses		couldn't	drag me a	way.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild, wild	horses		we'll	ride them some	day.

solo II

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild	horses		couldn't	drag me a	way.

	Am	C	D	G	F	C
	Wild, wild	horses		we'll	ride them some	day.

Cadd9

Fadd9

260. You Can't Always Get What You Want

Jagger-Richards / the Rolling Stones: Let it Bleed (1969)

Intro: choir sings 1st verse, chorus; guitar & french horn

	\|:	C	Cadd9	C	F	Fadd9	F	:\|

	C	F	C	F
I	saw her today at the re	ception,	- a glass of wine in her	hand

	C	F	C	F
I	knew she was gonna meet her con	nection, - at her	feet was a footloose	man

	C	F	C	F
You	can't always get what you	want, You	can't always get what you	want

	C	F
You	can't always get what you	want,

	D	F	C	F	C	Cadd9	C	F	Fadd9	F
But if you	try sometimes, you just might	find, you get what you	need!

I went down to the demonstration, - To get my fair share of abuse.

Singing: "We're gonna vent our frustration! - If we don't we're gonna blow a fivty amp fuse!"

You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you waant,

You can't always get what you want,

But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need!

I went down to the Chelsea Drug Store, - To get your prescription filled.

I was standing in line with Mister Jimmy, - And man did he look pretty ill!

We decided that we would have a soda, - my favorite flavour - cherry red.

I sung my song to Mister Jimmy, - and he said one word to me and that was "dead".

I said: You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you waant,

You can't always get what you want,

But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need!

Interlude: brief electric solo and choir, instrumental

	Dsus		C		F		Dsus		G7sus

|:

C

Cadd9

C

F

Fadd9

F

:|

D

F

C

Cadd9

C

F

Fadd9

F

C

Cadd9

C

you get what you

need!

I saw her today at the reception, - in her glass was a bleeding man.

She was practiced at the art of deception, - I could tell by her bloodstained hands.

You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you waant,

You can't always get what you want,

But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need!

G/F

G/E

G/D

261. Where Do You go to My Lovely

Peter Sarstedt

Riff G/F G/E G/D E6 --3----3----3--| B5 --0----0----0--| G4 --0----0----0--| D3 --3----2----0--| A2 --2----2----2--| E1 --3----3----3--|

	C	Em
You	talk like Marlene	Dietrich

	F	G
And you	dance like Zizi Jean	maire

	C	Em
Your	clothes are all made by	Balmain

	F	G		G/F		G/E		G/D
And there's	diamonds and pearls in your	hair

	C	Em
You	live in a fancy a	ppartement

	F	G
Of the	Boulevard of St. Mi	chel

	C	Em
Where you	keep your Rolling Stones	records

	F	G		G/F		G/E		G/D
And a	friend of Sacha Di	stel

	C	Em
But	where do you go to my	lovely

	F	G
	When you're alone in your	bed

	C	Em
	Tell me the thoughts that sur	round you

	F	G		G/F		G/E		G/D
I	want to look inside your	head

I've seen all your qualifications

You got from the Sorbonne

And the painting you stole from Picasso

Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does

When you go on your summer vacation

You go to Juan-les-Pines

With your carefully designed topless swimsuit

You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs

When the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz

With the others of the jet-set

And you sip your Napoleon Brandy

But you never get your lips wet

But where do you go to..

Your name is heard in high places

You know the Aga Khan

He sent you a racehorse for christmas

And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh ha-ha

They say that when you get married

It'll be to a millionaire

But they don't realize where you came from

And I wonder if they really care, they give a damn

But where do you go to..

I remember the back streets of Naples

Two children begging in rags

Both touched with a burning ambition

To shake off their lowly brown tags, yes they try

So look into my face Marie-Claire

And remember just who you are

Then go and forget me forever

'Cause I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes you do

I know where you go to my lovely

When you're alone in your bed

I know the thoughts that surround you

'Cause I can look inside your head

262. Guantanamera

Jose Marti, Pete Seeger

Intro |: D Em A A :|

	D	Em	A	D	Em	A
Yo soy un	hombre sin	cero,	de donde	crece la	palma

	D	Em	A	G	A
Yo soy un	hombre sin	ce	ro, de donde	crece la palm	a

	D	Em	A	D	Em	A
Y antes de	morirme	quie	ro echar mis	versos de	alm	a

	G	A	D	A
	Guantanamera,	guajira	guantaname	ra

	D	Em	A	D	Em	A
	Guantana	me-e-e	ra, guajira	guantana	me-e-	ra

|: Mi verso es de un verde claro y de un carmin encendido :|

Mi verso es un ciervo herido que busca en el monte amparo

Chorus

|: Con los pobres de la tierra quiero yo mi suerte echar :|

El arroyo de la sierra me complace mas que el mar

Chorus

263. If I had a Hammer

Pete Seeger

	G	Em	C	D	G	Em	C
If I had a	hammer,		I’d	hammer in the	morning,

	D	G	Em	C	D
	I’d hammer in the	evening		all over this	land.

	G	Em
I’d hammer out	danger, I’d hammer out a	warning,

	C	G	C	G	C
I’d hammer out	love be	tween my	brothers and	my sis	ters,

	G	D	G, Em, C
ah		all over this land.

If I had a bell, I’d ring it in the morning,

I’d ring it in the evening all over this land.

I’d ring it out danger, I’d ring it out a warning,

I’d ring it out love between my brothers and my sisters,

ah all over this land.

If I had a song, I’d sing it in the morning,

I’d sing it in the evening all over this land.

I’d sing it out danger, I’d sing it out a warning,

I’d sing it out love between my brothers and my sisters,

ah all over this land.

Now I‘ve got a hammer, and I’ve got a bell,

and I’ve got a song to sing all over this land.

It’s a hammer of justice, it’s a bell of freedom,

it’s a song about love between my brothers and my sisters,

all over this land.

F

C/E

G/D

Gsus2

Gsus4

Bb

F/A

Gsus4

Csus2

Csus4

Dm7

264. The Bells Of Rhymney

Pete Seeger (1963 - Melbourne)

	C	F	C/E	G/D	C
	Oh what can you give me? Say the	sad	bells of	Rhym	ney.

	C	Bb	F/A	G	Gsus2		Gsus4		G
Is there hope for	the future? Cry the	brown	bells of	Merthyr.

	C	Bb	F/A	G	Gsus2		Gsus4		G
Who	made the mine owner? Say the	black	bells of	Rhondda.

	C	F	C	Dm7	G	C	Csus2		Csus4		C
And	who robbed the	mi	ner? Cry the	grim bells of	Blai	na.

They will plunder willy-nilly, Cry the bells of Caerphilly.

They have fangs, they have teeth, Shout the loud bells of Neathe.

Even God is uneasy, Say the moist bells of Swansea.

And what will you give me? Say the sad bells of Rhymney.

	C	F	C/E	G/D	C
Put the	vandals in court, Say the	bells	of	New	port.

	C	Am	Bb	F/A	G
All would be	well if, if, if,	if, if, if, Say the	green	bells of Car	diff.

	C	Bb	Am	C
Why so	worried, sis	ters,	why? Sang the silver bells of	Wye.

	C	F	C/E	G/D	C
Oh,	what will you give me? Say the	sad	bells of	Rhym	ney.

Solo

Oh what will you give me? Sang the sad bells of Rhymney.

Is there hope for the future? Cry the brown bells of Merthyr.

Who made the mine owner? Say the black bells of Rhondda.

And who robbed the miner? Cry the grim bells of Blaina.

Put the vandals in court, Say the bells of Newport.

All would be well if, if, if, Say the green bells of Cardiff.

Why so worried, sisters, why? Sang the silver bells of Wye.

Oh, what will you give me? Sang the sad bells of Rhymney.

whistle

	F		C/E		D		C

265. Turn, Turn, Turn

Pete Seeger

	A	D	A	E	A	D	A	E
To every	thing,	turn,	turn,	turn, There is a	season,	turn,	turn,	turn,

	D	E7	A
And a	time for every pur	pose under	heaven.

	E	A	E	A
A time to be	born, a time to	die; A time to	plant, a time to	reap;

	E	A	D	E7	A
A time to	kill, a time to	heal; A time to	laugh, a	time to	weep.

	A	E
To everything, turn, turn, turn, There is a season, turn,	turn,	turn,

	D	E7	A
And a	time for every pur	pose under	heaven.

A time to build up, a time to break down; A time to dance an time to mourn;

A time to cast away stones, A time to gather stones together.

To everything...

A time of love, a time of hate; A time of war, a time of peace;

A time you may embrace, A time to refrain from embracing.

To everything...

A time to gain, a time to lose; A time to rend a time to sew;

A time to love, a time to hate; A time for peace, I swear it's not too late.

To everything...

266. Where Have All the Flowers Gone

Pete Seeger

	C	F	G
	Where have all the flowers gone,	Long time	passing?

	C	F	G
	Where have all the flowers gone,	Long time a	go?

	C	F	G
	Where have all the flowers gone?	Young girls picked them,	every one;

	F	C	F	G	C
	Oh, when will	you ever learn,	Oh, when will	you ever	learn?

Where have all the young girls gone, Long time passing?

Where have all the young girls gone, Long time ago?

Where have all the young girls gone? They've taken husbands, every one;

Oh, when will you ever learn, Oh, when will you ever learn?

Where have all the young men gone, Long time passing?

Where have all the young men gone, Long time ago?

Where have all the young men gone? They're all in uniform;

Oh, when will we ever learn, Oh, when will we ever learn?

267. Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind

deutsche Version / Marlene Dietrich

Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Wo sind sie geblieben?

Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Was ist gescheh'n?

Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind, Mädchen pflückten sie geschwind.

Wann wird man je versteh'n, Wann wird man je versteh'n?

Sag mir, wo die Mädchen sind...Männer nahmen sie geschwind. Wann...

Sag mir, wo die Männer sind...zogen fort, der Krieg beginnt. Wann...

Sag, wo die Soldaten sind...über Gräbern weht der Wind. Wann...

Sag mir, wo die Gräber sind...Blumen weh'n im Sommerwind. Wann...

268. Turn the Page

Bob Seger / Bob Seger: Back in '72 (1973)

	Em
	On a long and lonely highway, east of Omaha,

	D
You can	listen to the engine, moanin' out as one long song.

	A	Em
You can	think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night	before;

And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do.

	D
When you're	riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do,

	A	Em
You	don't feel much like travelin', you just wish the trip was	through.

	D	Em
But here I	am, on the	road again.

	D	Em
Here I	am, up on	stage.

	D	A
Here I	go, playing the	star again.

	C	D	Em
There I	go,	turn the	page.

	Em
	You walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road

	D
And you	feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold.

	A	Em
You	pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to	explode,

	Em
	Sometimes you hear 'em talkin', other times you can't.

	D
All the	same old cliches, is that a woman or a man.

	A	Em
And you	always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a	stand.

But here I am, on the road again. - Here I am, up on stage.

Here I go, playing the star again. - There I go, turn the page.

	Em
	Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away.

	D
	Every ounce of energy you try to give away,

	A	Em
And the	sweat pours from your body like the music that you	play.

	Em
	Later on that evening, as you lie awake in bed,

	D
	Echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head,

	A	Em
And you	smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she	said.

But here I am, on the road again. - Here I am, up on stage.

Here I go, playing the star again. - There I go, turn the page.

269. Venus

Robbie van Leeuwen / Shocking Blue (1969)

Intro (clean guitar)

B7sus4

Em

A

Em

A

B7sus4

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

//// // / / //// // / /

// /

//// // // //// // / /

// /

	Em	A	Em	A
A	goddess on a	mountain	top

	Em	A	Em	A
was	burning like a	silver	flame,

	Em	A	Em	A
the	summit of	beauty and	love,

	Em	A	Em	riff:	E	E	G	A	B	B	A
and	Venus was her	name!

	Am	D	Am	D	Em	A	Em	A
She's	got it,		yeah	baby, she's	got it			Well

	C	B7	Em	A	Em	A
	I'm your Venus,	I'm your fire - at	your desire			Well

	C	B7	Em	A	Em	A
	I'm your Venus,	I'm your fire at	your desire

(Solo1)

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

	Em	A	Em	A
Her	weapons are her	crystal	eyes

	Em	A	Em	A
	making every	man	mad

	Em	A	Em	A
	Black as the	dark night	she was,

	Em	A	Em	riff:	E	E	G	A	B	B	A
got what	no one else	had!									WOW!

	Am	D	Am	D	Em	A	Em	A
She's	got it,		yeah	baby, she's	got it			Well

	C	B7	Em	A	Em	A
	I'm your Venus,	I'm your fire at	your desire			Well

	C	B7	Em	A	Em	A
	I'm your Venus,	I'm your fire at	your desire

Bridge

	A	B
(	Riff2) (Riff2) (	Riff2) (Riff2)

	Em	A	Em	A	Em	A	Em	A	(+Lead3)
	Aaaaaaa	aaaah	-aaaaaaa	ah-aaaa	ah-aaaaa	-aaa-aa	ah

Em

A

Em

A

Em

A

Em

riff:

E

G

A

B

A

Aaaaaaa

aaaah

-aaaaaaa

ah-aaaa

ah-aaaaa

-aaa-aa

ah

	Am	D	Am	D	Em	A	Em	A
She's	got it,		yeah	baby, she's	got it			Well

	C	B7	Em	A	Em	A
	I'm your Venus,	I'm your fire at	your desire			Well

	C	B7	Em	A	Em	A
	I'm your Venus,	I'm your fire at	your desire

270. Feelin' Groovy

Paul Simon

	\|:	A		E/G#		Esus2		E	:\|

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
	Slow	down, you	move too	fast.

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
	You got to	make the	morning	last.

		A	E/G#	Esus2	E
Just -		Kickin'	down the	cobble	stones,

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

Lookin' for

fun and

feelin'

groovy.

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

Ba-Da-Da

Da-Da

Da-Da -

Feelin'

groovy

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
	Hello	lamppost,	what' you	knowin'.

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
	I've come to	watch your	flowers	growing.

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
	Ain't you	got no	rhymes	for me?

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

Do-od

Doo-Doo -

Feelin'

groovy

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

A

E/G#

Esus2

E

Ba-Da-Da

Ba-Da

Da-Da -

Feelin'

groovy

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
I got	no deeds to	do, no	promises to	keep.

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
I'm	dappled and	drowsy and	ready to	sleep.

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
Let the	morning time	drop all it's	petals on	me.

	A	E/G#	Esus2	E
	Life, I	love you.	All is	groovy.

Ba-Da- Da-Da Ba-Da Da-Da...

271. Keep the Customer Satisfied

Paul Simon / Simon & Garfunkel: Bridge Over Troubled Water (1970)

	D	n.c.	D	D7
		Gee but its great to be back	home - Home is where I want to	be.

	G
I've been on the road so	long,

	D	Em	G
And if you came along - I	know you couldn't	disa-	gree.

	D
It's the same old	story!

	G	D	A7	D	D7	G
Everywhere I	go, I get	slandered,	libelled, I hear	words I never	heard in the	bible,

	D	Bm	D	Bm
And I'm	one step ahead of the	shoe shine,	Two steps away from the	county line,

	D	D7	G	D
Just	trying to keep my	customers	satisfied, satis	fied!

	n.c.	D	D7
	Deputy sheriff said to	me: "Tell me what you come here	for, boy?

	G
You better get your	bags and flee.

	D	Em	G
You're in trouble boy and	now you're headed	into	more,

	D
It's the same old	story!"

	G	D	A7	D	D7	G
Everywhere I	go, I get	slandered,	libelled, I hear	words I never	heard in the	bible,

	D	Bm	D	Bm
And I'm	one step ahead of the	shoe shine,	Two steps away from the	county line,

	D	D7	G	D
Just	trying to keep my	customers	satisfied, satis	fied!

	D	G		D		Em		G	D
	Oh-ho-ho, Oh-ho-ho, Oh-ho-ho, Oh-ho-	ho						It's the same old sto	ry!

	G	D	A7	D	D7	G
Everywhere I	go, I get	slandered,	libelled. I hear	words I never	heard in the	bible,

	D	Bm	D	Bm
And I'm	so -	tired! I'm	oh - oh -	oh - tired!

	D	D7	G	D
Just	trying to keep my	customers	satisfied, satis	fied!

solo

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D

G

D

G

:|

A7

|:

D

G

D

G

:|

	D	D7	G	D
Just	trying to keep my	customers	satisfied, satis	fied!

	D	D7	G	D
Just	trying to keep my	customers	satisfied, satis	fied!

272. Mrs. Robinson

Paul Simon / Simon & Garfunkel: Bookends (1968)

	E7	A	D	G	C	Am	E7
	De de	de de	de de	de de	de de	de de	de-eh

	D	G	Em
	And here's to	you, Mrs.	Robinson,

	G	Em	C	Am	D
	Jesus loves you	more than you will	know,	wo wo	wo.

	D	G	Em
	God bless you	please Mrs.	Robinson,

	G	Em	C	Am
	Heaven holds a	place for those who	pray,	hey hey hey.

	E7
	We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files.

	A
	We'd like to help you learn to help yourself.

	D	G	C	Am
	Look around you,	all you see are	sympathetic	eyes.

	E7	D
	Stroll around the grounds un	til you feel at home.

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo.

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson,

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey.

	E7
	Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes,

	A
	Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes.

	D	G	C	Am
	It's a little	secret, just the	Robinsons' af	fair.

	E7	D
	Most of all you've got to	hide it from the kids.

Koo koo ka choo, Mrs. Robinson,

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo.

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson,

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey.

	E7
	Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon,

	A
	Going to the candidates debate.

	D	G	C	Am
	Laugh about it,	shout about it,	when you've got to	choose.

	E7	D
	Any way you look at it you	lose.

	D	G	Em
	Where have you	gone Joe Di	Maggio,

	G	Em	C	Am	D
	A nation turns its	lonely eyes to	you,	woo woo woo

	D	G	Em
	What's that you	say, Mrs.	Robinson,

	G	Em	C	Am	E7
	Joltin' Joe has	left and gone	away,	hey hey hey, hey hey	hey.

273. Scarborough Fair/Canticle

trad., arr. Simon & Garfunkel / Simon & Garfunkel: Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme (1966)

	Em	D	Em	G	A	Em
	Are you going to	Scarborough	Fair - Parsley	sage rose	mary and	thyme.

	G	D	Em	D	Bm	Em
Remember	me to one who lives	there - for	once she	was a	true love of	mine.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt - Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.

Without no seam nor needle work - Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to find me an acre of land - Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.

Between the salt water and the sea strand - Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather - Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.

And to gather it all in a bunch of heather, Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair - Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.

Remember me to one who lives there - for once she was a true love of mine.

274. The Boxer

Paul Simon / Simon & Garfunkel: Bridge Over Troubled Water (1969)

	C	Am
	I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom	told,

	G	Dm	G	C
I have	squandered my resistance - For a	pocket full of	mumbles, such are	promises.

	Am	G	F
All lies and	jest, still a	man hears what he	wants to hear,

	C	G	F	C
And disregards the	rest. (hm-hm	hm, hm -hm	hm-hm hm-hm	hm)

	C	Am	G
When I	left my home and my family, I was no more than a	boy - In the	company of strangers,

	Dm	G	C
In the	quiet of a	railway station,	running scared,

	Am	G	F
Laying	low, seeking	out the poorer	quarters -

	C	G	F	C
Where the ragged people	go, Looking	for the places	only they would	know.

	Am	G	Am
Lie la	lie, Lie la	lie la lie la lie, Lie la	lie,

	F	G	C
Lie la	lie la la la	lie la la la la	lie.

	C	Am	G
Asking	only workman's wages I come looking for a	job - But I get no	offers,

	Dm	G	C
Just a	come-on from the	whores on Seventh	Avenue.

	Am	G	F
I do de	clare, there were	times when I was	so lonesome,

	C	G	F	C
I took some comfort	there. (La la	Lie, la la	lie lie la la	lie)

	C	Am	G
Then I'm	laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was	gone, Going	home;

	Dm	G	C	Am	G
Where the	New York City	winters aren't	bleeding me	Leading me, going	home.

	C	Am
In the	clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his	trade,

	G	G7
And he	carries a reminder of	ev'ry glove that laid him down

	C	Am	C	Am
Or	cut him till he	cried out in his	anger and his	shame:

	G	F	C
"I am	leaving, I am	leaving, But the fighter still re	mains".

	Am	G	Am
Lie la	lie, Lie la	lie la lie la lie, Lie la	lie,

	F	G	C
Lie la	lie la la la	lie la la la la	lie.

275. Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover

Paul Simon / Paul Simon: Still Crazy After all Those Years (1975)

	Em	D6	C6	B7	Em	D#dim7	F#dim7	B7
				-

	Em	D6	C6	B7	Em	D#dim7	F#dim7	B7
	"The problem's	all inside your	head," she said to	me:	"The answer is	easy if you	take it logic'	lly.

	Em	D6	C6	B7	Em	Am	Em
	I'd like to	help you in your	struggle to be	free; there must be	fifty	ways to leave your	lover."

	Em	D6	C6	B7	Em	D#dim7	F#dim7	B7
	She said, "It's	really not my	habit to in	trude; Further	more I hope my	meaning won't be	lost or miscon	strued.

	Em		D6	C6	B7
		But I re	peat myself at the	risk of being	crude:

	Em	Am	Em	Em	Am	Em
"There must be	fifty	ways to leave your	lover.	Fifty	ways to leave your	lover."

	\|:	G	Bb
	\|: Just slip out the	back, Jack.- Make a new	plan, Stan;

	C	\| 1	G	\| 2	G	\|
You don't need to be	coy, Roy, just	\| get yourself	free.	\| listen to	me.	\|

	G	Bb	C	G	:\|
Hop on the	bus, Gus; - You don't need to dis	cuss much; Just drop off the	key, Lee. - and get yourself	free.	:\|

	Em	D6	C6	B7
	She said, "It	grieves me now to	see you in such	pain;

	Em	D#dim7	F#dim7	B7
I wish there	was somethin' I	could do to	make you smile a	gain."

	Em	D6	c6	B7	Am		Em
I said, "I ap	preciate that,	and	would you please ex	plain about the Emfifty ways?"

	D6	C6	B7	Em	D#dim7	F#dim7	B7
She said, "Why	don't we both just	sleep on it to	night; I be	lieve in the	morning you'll be	gin to see the	light."

	Em	D6	C6	B7
And then she	kissed me and I	realized she	probably was	right;

	Em	Am	Em	Am	Em
there must be	fifty	ways to leave your	lover, fifty	ways to leave your	lover."

Just slip out back, Jack....

276. Slip Slidin' Away

Paul Simon (1977)

intro:

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G

Em

:|

C

D

G

	G	Em
Slip sliding a	way, slip sliding a	way

	G	D	C	D	G
You know the	near your desti	nation, the	more you slip	sliding a	way

	Em	G
Whoah and I know a	man, he came from my	hometown.

	C	D	C	C7
He wore his	passion for his	woman like a thorny	crown.

	G	Em
He said	Dolores, I live in	fear.

	G	D	C	D	G
My love for	you's so over	powering, I'm	afraid that I	will dis	appear.

	G	Em
Slip sliding a	way, slip sliding a	way!

	G	D	C	D	G
You know the	near your desti	nation, the	more you slip	sliding a	way.

I know a woman, (who) became a wife;

These are the very words she uses to describe her life.

She said a good day ain't got no rain

She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed; And I think of things that might have been

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away.

You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away.

And I know a father who had a son.

He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he'd done.

He came a long way just to explain;

He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping, Then he turned around and he headed home again

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away.

You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away.

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away.

You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away.

harp solo

Whoah God only knows, God makes his plan.

The information's unavailable to the mortal man.

We're workin' our jobs, collect our pay.

Believe we're gliding down the highway, when in fact we're slip sliding away.

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away.

You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away.

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away.

You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away.

277. These Boots are Made for Walkin'

Nancy Sinatra

Intro:

bass:

E

Eb

D

Db

C

B

Bb

A

Ab

G

Gb

F

E

	E
	You keep saying, you've got something for me,

Something you call love, but confess.

	A
	You've been messing where you shouldn't be messing,

	E
And now	someone else is getting all your best.

	G	Em	G	Em
These	boots are made for	walking - And	that's just what they'll	do,

	G	Em	-	E	E
	One of these days these	boots are gonna	walk all over you.	- -	You!

	E
	You keep lying when you ought to be truthing,

And you keep losing when you ought to not bet,

	A
	You keep sameing when you ought to be a-changing,

	E
Now	what's right is right but you ain't been right yet.

	G	Em	G	Em
These	boots are made for	walking - And	that's just what they'll	do,

	G	Em	-	E	E
	One of these days these	boots are gonna	walk all over you.	- -	You!

	E
	You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing, and

you keep thinking that you'll never get burned , ha!

	A
	I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah!

	E
And	what he knows you ain't had time to learn.

	G	Em	G	Em
These	boots are made for	walking - And	that's just what they'll	do,

	G	Em	-	E	E
	One of these days these	boots are gonna	walk all over you.	- -

Are you ready boots? - Start walking!

278. Coz I Luv You

Slade

	Am

	Dm	Am
I won't	laugh at you when you boo-hoo-hoo coz I	luv you

	Dm	Am
I can	turn my back on the things you lack coz I	luv you

	Bb	Am
	I just like the things you do m	mm,

	Bb	Am
	don't you change the things you	do mmm

You get me in a spot and smile the smile you got and I luv you

You make me out a clown then you put me down I still luv you

I just like the things you do mmm,

don't you change the things you do mmmm

When you bite your lip you're gonna flip your flip but I luv you

When we're miles apart you still reach my heart how I love you

I just like the things you do mmm,

don't you change the things you do mmm,

Only time can tell if we get on well coz I luv you

All that's passed us by we can only sigh hihi coz I luv you

I just like the things you do mmm,

don't you change the things you do mmm.

la la laa la la..

279. Far Far Away

Slade

Am

G

Am

G

Am

G

Am

	Am	G	Am	G
I've seen the	yellow lights go	down the Missi	ssippi

	Am	G	Am	G
I've seen the	bridges of the	world and they are for	real

	F	G	C	C2	C
I've had a	red light off the	wrist without me	even	getting	kissed,

	F	G
it	still seems so un	real.

I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska,

I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West,

I've sang the glory that was Rome and passed the 'Hound Dog' singer's home,

It still seems for the best.

	C	C/B	C/A	C/G	F	G
And I'm	far,	far	away	with my	head up in the	clouds,

	C	C/B	C/A	C/G	F	G
and I'm	far,	far	away	with my	feet down in the	crowds,

	C	C/B	C/A	C/G	F	E	Am
letting	loose	around the	world,	but the	call of home is	loud, still as	loud.

I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre

and felt the silence hanging low in No Man's land,

and though those Spanish nights were fine, it wasn't only from the wine,

It still seems all in hand:

And I'm far, far away with my head up in the clouds,

And I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds,

letting loose around the world, but the call of home is loud, still as loud.

I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi

The grand Bahama island stories carry on,

And though those alligator smiles, stay in your memory for a while

There still seems more to come:

And I'm far, far away ...

280. Lazy Sunday

Ronnie Lane & Steve Marriott/Small Faces: Ogden's Nut Gone Flake (1968)

INTRO

	A	D	G	E	A	D	E
	/ , / ,	/ /	/ , / ,	/ / - -	/ , / ,	/ /	////////

	A	E	G	D	A
Ah,	wouldn't it be	nice, to	get on with me	neighbours?

	E	G	D	A
But they make it very	clear, they've	got no room for	ravers.

	D
	They stop me from groovin', they bang on me wall!

	E
	They're doing me crust in, it's no good at all!

	A	D	A	C	F	G	A	E	G	D	A
	Lazy	Sunday after	noon! I've got no	mind to worry. I	close my	eyes and drift	away.

	A	E	G	D	A
	Here we all	are	sittin' in a	rainbow	.

	A	E	G	D	A
(Gor' blimey)	hello Mrs.	Jones,	how's old Bert's lum	bago?	(He mustn't grumble)

	D
	I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune,

	E
	To sing in your party while you suss-out the moon! Oh,

	A	D	A	C	F	G	A	E	G	D	A
	Lazy	Sunday after	noon! I've got no	mind to worry. I	close my	eyes and drift	away.

	A	E	G	D	A
	Root-de-doo-de-	doo, a-	root-de-doot-de	doy day.

	E	G	D	A
A-root-de doot de	dum, a-	root-de-doo-de-	doody.

	D
	There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say;

	E
	And no one can stop me from feeling this way, yeah!

	A	D	A	C	F	G	A	E	G	D	A
	Lazy	Sunday after	noon! I've got no	mind to worry. I	close my	eyes and drift	away.

	A	D	A	C
	Lazy	Sunday after	noon! I've got no	mind to worry.

	F	G	A	C#m	F#m	D	E	A
	Close my	eyes and drift	a,	close my	eyes and drift	away. Close my	eyes and drift	away.

F

G

A

C#m

F#m

D

E

A

Dbm

G

D

Dm

E

I close my

eyes and drift

a,

close my

eyes and drift

away. close my

eyes and drift

away

.

	F	G	A	C#m	F#m	D	E	A
	I close my	mind and drift	a,	close my	mind and drift	away. close my	eyes and drift	away.

Fade Out

281. The Universal

Steve Marriott & Ronnie Lane / the Small Faces: Autumn Stone (1968)

	A
	There’s such a lot of good ways to be bad

	D	A
And	so many bad ways to be good - haven’t paid my	rent yet.

	B7	E7	A
	I tell them sorry but I	haven’t got the money any	more!

	F#	B7	E7
	Just for today I thought I’d leave home alone, hold	hands with day;

	D	A
And if	I’m so bad, why don’t they take me a	way?

	A
	Just like what you hear with a shell pressed to your ear:

	D	D7	A
That’s the	sea in the trees in the	morning! Hello the	universal!

	B7	E7	A
	Good morning Steve, well	you won’t believe me to	day.

	F#	B7	E7
	Working doesn’t seem to be the perfect thing for me so I’ll co	ntinue to play

	D	A
And if	I’m so bad why don’t they take me a	way?

	D	Dsus4	D	A	B7	E7	A

	A
	Well a hippy trippy name dropper came through my door.

	D
He said "I	just bumped into Mick, he told me you know where to score?"

	A	B7	E7	A
No not	me friend,	I mind my own	and my own minds	me.

	F#	B7	E7
	Well my love is at the foot of your hand -	come what may.

	D	A
But if	June comes first please won’t you take me a	way?

282. Tin Soldier

Steve Marriot / the Small Faces: the Autumn Stone (1969)

E

G

D

A

E

G

D

A

E

G

D

A

	E	G	D	A	E
	I - am a	little tin soldier that	wants to jump	into your	fire

	E	G	D	A	C#m
	you are a	look in your eye a	dream passing	by in the	sky

	D	F	A	F#m
	But I don't under	stand that all I	need is treat me like a	man

	A	F#m	D
'cause I ain't no	child - take me like I	am

	E	D	E	D	E
	I got to	know that I be	long to you - Do any	thing that you	want to do

	D	E	D		C		B
sing any	song that you	want me - to sing to	you

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E

G

A

G

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E

G

A

G

E

G

A

G

/

//

/

//

I don't

need no

-

aggra

vation

	E	G	A		G
	I just got to	make you		-	got to live it

	E	G	A	G	E
	I just got to	make you	just my oc	cu	pation

	D	E	D	E
I got to	know that I be	long to you - do any	thing that you	want to do

	D	E	D		C		B
I sing any	song that you	want me to sing to	you

	E	G	D	A	E
All	I need is your	whispered hello -	smiles melting the	snow nothing	heard.

	E	G	D	A	C#m
your	eyes are	deeper than time -	say a love that won't	rhyme without	words

	D	F	A	F#m
	so now I've lost my	way - I need	help to show me things to	say

	D	A	F#m
	give me your	love before mine fades a	way

	E	D	E	D	E
	I got to	know that I be	long to you - Do any	thing that you	want to do

	D	E	D
I sing any	song that you	want me - to sing to	you

	E	A	E	D	E	A	E	D	A	B
Oh	no			- Oh	no			-	I just want some reaction -	someone to give me satisfaction

	C	D	E
	all I want to do is	sit with you! 'Cause I	love you!

283. Keep on Running

Edwards / Spencer Davis Group (1965)

Intro (bass riff): A D A D G------------|-----------------------------------------------|----------- D------------|-----------------------------------------------|----------- A------------|----------5--5-3-3-5-3-0----------------5--5-3-|-3-5-3-0--- E---5-3--5-3-|-5-3--5-3----------------5--5-3-3-5-3-0--------|-----------

	Intro:	A	D	A	D	(2x Bass-Riff)	E
							/ - / - / - / - / / / /

	A	E
Keep on	runnin' - Keep on	hidin'

	F#m	D
One fine	day I'm gonna be the	one

	A	D
To make you under	stand - Oh	yeah

	A	E
I'm gonna be your	man	/ - / - / - / - / / / /

	A	E
Keep on	runnin' - Runnin'	from my arms

	F#m	D
One fine	day I'm gonna be the	one

	A	D	D
To make you under	stand - Oh	yeah - I'm gonna be your	man

	E	F	F#m	E
	Hey	hey	hey - Everyone is talkin' about me -	It make me feel so bad

	E	F	F#m	E
	Hey	hey	hey - Everyone is laughing at me -	It make me feel so sad

So Keep on runnin' --- Hey hey --- All right!

Keep on runnin' - Runnin' from my arms

One fine day I'm gonna be the one

To make you understand - Oh yeah - I'm gonna be your man

Hey hey hey - Everyone is talkin' about me - It make me feel so sad

Hey hey hey - Everyone is laughin' at me - It make me feel so bad

Keep on runnin' - Runnin' from my arms

One fine day I'm gonna be the one

To make you understand - Oh yeah - I'm gonna be your man

Make me feel so good - Ah Ha - I wanna be your man - Hey hey hey ...

284. Born To Be Wild

M. Bonfire / Steppenwolf: Steppenwolf (1968)

	\|:	E		Em	:\|

	Em
	Get your motor runnin' - Head out on the highway.

Lookin' for adventure - In whatever comes our way.

	G	A	E	G	A	E
	Yeah,	darlin' gonna	make it happen,	Take the	world in a	love embrace.

	G	A	E	G	A	E
	Fire	all of the	guns at once and	ex-	plode into	space!

	Em
	I like smoke and lightnin' - Heavy metal thunder.

Wrestlin' with the wind - And the feelin' that I'm under.

Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen, Take the world in a love embrace

Fire all of the guns at once and explode into space!

	E	G
Like a	true nature's child - We were	born, born to be wild.

	A	G	Em
We could	climb so high,	I never wanna	die.

	E	D	E	D	E	D	E	D
	Born to be	wild,			Born to be	wild.

Solo, organ + guitar (in Em)

	Em
	Get your motor runnin' - Head out on the highway.

Lookin' for adventure - In whatever comes our way.

Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen, Take the world in a love embrace

Fire all of the guns at once and explode into space!

Like a true nature's child - We were born, born to be wild.

We could climb so high, I never wanna die.

Born to be wild, Born to be wild.

Solo - fade out (in Em)

285. Father and Son

Cat Stevens

Father:

	G	D	C	Am7
It's not	time to make a	change, just re	lax, take it	easy

	G	Em
you're still	young, that's your	fault,

	Am	D
there's so	much you have to	know

	G	D	C	Am7
Find a	girl, settle	down, if you	want, you can	marry

	G	Em	Am	D
Look at	me, I am	old, but I'm	happy

	G	B	C	Am7
I was	once like you are	now, and I	know that it's not	easy

	G	Em	Am	D
to be	calm when you've	found something	going on

	G	B
But take your	time, think a	lot,

	C	Am7
think of	everything you've	got

	G	Em
for you will	still be here to	morrow,

	D	G	C
but your	dreams may	not

Son:

	G	B
How can	I try to ex	plain,

	C	Am7
when I	do he turns a	way again

	G	Em	Am	D
It's	always been the	same, same old	story.

	G	B	C	Am7
From the	moment I could	talk, I was	ordered to	listen

	G	Em	D	G
now there's a	way and I	know that I	have to	go away.

	D	C	G	C
I	know I	have to	go

Father:

	G	D	C	Am7
It's not	time to make a	change, just re	lax, take it	slowly

	G	Em
you're still	young, that's your	fault,

	Am	D
there's so	much you have to	go through

	G	D	C	Am7
Find a	girl, settle	down, if you	want, you can	marry

	G	Em	Am	D
Look at	me, I am	old, but I'm	happy

Son:

	G	B
All the	times that I've	tried keeping

	C	Am7
	all the things I	knew inside

	G	Em	Am	D
It's	hard but it's	harder to i	gnore it

	G	B
If they were	right, I'd a	gree,

	C	Am7
but it's	them they know not	me

	G	Em	D	G
now there's a	way and I	know that I	have to	go away.

	D	C	G
I	know I	have to	go

286. Moon Shadow

Cat Stevens

	D	G	D
	Oh, I'm bein' followed by a moon shadow,	moon shadow, moon	shadow.

	D	G	D
	Leapin' and hoppin' on a moon shadow,	moon shadow, moon	shadow.

	G	D	G	D	G	D	Em	A7
And	if I	ever	lose my	hands,	lose my	plaugh,	lose my	land.

	G	D	G	D	Em	A7	D	Bm	Em	A7	D
Oh,	if I	ever	lose my	hand, oh	I - -	I - -	i - -	i - -	won't have	to work no	more.

And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colours all run dry.

Yes if I ever lose my eyes, oh I - - i - - i - - i - - won’t have to cry no more.

Oh, I'm bein' followed by a moon shadow, moon shadow, moon shadow.

Leapin' and hoppin' on a moon shadow, moon shadow, moon shadow.

And if I ever lose my legs, I won’t moan and I won’t beg.

yes, if I ever lose my legs, oh I - - i - - i - - i - - won’t have to walk no more.

And if I ever lose my mouth, all my teeth north and south,

Yes if I ever lose my mouth, oh I - - i - - i - - i - - won’t to have to talk no more

Bridge:

	E7	A	E	A
	Did it take long to	find me? I	ask the faithful	light.

	E	A	E7	A		D
	Did it take long to	find me and	are you gonna stay the		-	night?

Oh, I'm bein' followed by a moon shadow, moon shadow, moon shadow.

Leapin' and hoppin' on a moon shadow, moon shadow, moon shadow.

287. Wild World

Cat Stevens

	(intro)	Am		D/G		Cmaj7/F		Dm/E

	Am	D	G
	Now that I've	lost every thing to	you,

	Cmaj7	F
You say you	want to start something	new,

	Dm	E
And it's	breaking my heart you're	leaving - baby I'm grieving.

	Am	D	G
	But if you want to	leave take good	care

	Cmaj7	F
Hope you have a	lot of nice things to	wear

	Dm	E	G	G
But then a	lot of nice things turn	bad out	there

	C	G	F
	Ooh	baby baby it's a	wild world

	G	F	C
	It's hard to get	by just upon a	smile

	C	G	F
	Ooh	baby baby it's a	wild world

	G	F	C	Dm	E
And	I'll always re	member you like a	child girl

	Am	D	G
	You know I've seen a	lot of what the world can	do

	Cmaj7	F
And it's	breaking my heart in	two

	Dm	E
Cause I	never want ot see you	sad girl - Don't be a bad girl

	Am	D	G
	But if you want to	leave take good	care,

	Cmaj7	F
Hope you make a	lot of nice friends out	there

	Dm	E	G
But just re	member there's a lot of bad	and be	ware

	C	G	F
	Ooh	baby baby it's a	wild world

	G	F	C
	It's hard to get	by just upon a	smile

	C	G	F
	Ooh	baby baby it's a	wild world

	G	F	C	Dm	E
And	I'll always re	member you like a	child girl

	Am	D	G		Cmaj7		F		Dm		E
	(Break)	(solo)

Baby I love you . . .

	Am	D	G
	But if you want to	leave take good	care,

	Cmaj7	F
Hope you make a	lot of nice friends out	there

	Dm	E	G
But just re	member there's a lot of bad	and be	ware

	C	G	F
	Ooh	baby baby it's a	wild world

	G	F	C
	It's hard to get	by just upon a	smile

	C	G	F
	Ooh	baby baby it's a	wild world

	G	F	C
And	I'll always re	member you like a	child girl

288. I Don't Want to Talk About It

Rod Stewart

	C	Dm	G	C
	I can	tell by your eyes That you've	probably been crying for	ever

	Dm	G	C	C7
And the	stars in the sky Don't mean	nothing, to you they're a	mirror

	F	G	C	Em	Am	Am/G
	I don't wanna	talk about it	How you	broke my	heart

	F	G
	If I stay here just a	little bit longer

	F	G
	If I stay here won't you	listen

	Dm	G	C
To my	heart	Oh my	heart

	Dm	G	C
If I s	tand all alone Will the	shadows hide the colours of my	heart

Blue for the tears Black for the nights fears

	Dm	G	C	C7
The	stars in the sky Don't mean	nothing, to you they're a	mirror

	F	G	C	Em	Am	Am/G
	I don't wanna	talk about it	How you	broke my	heart

	F	G
	If I stay here just a	little bit longer

	F	G
	If I stay here won't you	listen

	Dm	G	C
To my	heart	Oh my	heart

solo

	G	C	Em	Am	Am/G
I don't wanna	talk about it	How you	broke my	heart

	F	G
	If I stay here just a	little bit longer

	F	G
	If I stay here won't you	listen

	Dm	G	C
To my	heart	Oh my	heart

My heart, Oh my heart

solo

289. The Killing of Georgie (Part I and II)

Rod_Stewart

	C	Em
	In these days of changing ways,	so called liberated days

	F	C
A	story comes to mind of a friend of	mine...

	C	Em
	Georgie boy was gay I guess,	nothin' more or nothin' less

	F	C
The	kindest guy I ever	knew...

	C	Em
His	mother's tears fell in vain, the	afternoon George tried to explain

	F	C
That he	needed love like all the	rest

	C	Em
Pa	said there must be a mistake, how	can my son not be straight

	F	C
After	all I've said and done for	him?

	C	Em
	Do do, da do do, da do do doo,	do do, da do do, da do do doo

	F	C
	Do do, da do do, da do do doo, doo	do

	C	Em
	Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus,	cast out by the ones he loves

	F	C
A	victim of these gay days it	seems

Chorus

	C	Em
	Georgie went to New York town,	where he quickly settled down

	F	C
And	soon became the toast of the great white	way

	C	Em
	Accepted by Manhattan's elite, in	all the places that were chic

	F	C
No	party was complete without	George

	C	Em
	Along the boulevards he'd cruise, and	all the old queens blew a fuse

	F	C
Every	body loved Georgie	boy

Chorus

	C	Em
	The last time I saw George alive,	was in the summer of seventy-five

	F	C
He	said he was in love I said I'm	pleased

	C	Em
	George attended the opening night, of	another Broadway hype

	F	C
but	split before the final curtain	fell

	C	Em
	Deciding to take a short cut home,	arm in arm they meant no wrong

	F	C
A	gentle breeze blew down Fifth Ave	nue

Chorus

	C	Em
	Out of a darkened side street came, a	New Jersey gang with just one aim

	F	C
To	roll some innocent passer-	by

	C	Em
	There ensued a fearful fight,	screams rang out in the night

	F	C
Georgie's	head hit a sidewalk corner	stone

	C	Em
	A leather kid, a switchblade knife, he	did not intend to take his life

	F	C
He	just pushed his luck a little too far that	night

	C	Em
	The sight of blood dispersed the gang, a	crowd gathered, the police came

	F	C
An	ambulance screamed to a halt on Fifty-third and	Third

	C	Em
	Georgie's life ended there,	but I ask who really cares?

	F	C
	George once said to me and I	quote

	C	Em
	He said "Never wait or hesitate,	Get in kid, before it's too late

	F	C
	You may never get another	chance

	C	Em
'	Cos youth's a mask but it don't last,	live it long and live it fast"

	F	C
	Georgie was a friend of	mine

Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie please stay you take our breath away

Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie, Georgie please stay you take our breath away

Oh Georgie stay...

290. Sailing

Gavin Sutherland / Rod Stewart

	C	Am	F	C
I am	sailing, I am	sailing home a	gain 'cross the	sea.

	D	Am	Dm	G	C	G7
I am	sailing stormy	waters, to be	near you,	to be	free.

	C	Am	F	C
I am	flying, I am f	lying like a	bird 'cross the	sea.

	D	Am	Dm	G	C	G7
I am	flying passing	high clouds, to be	near you,	to be	free.

	C	Am	F	C
Can you	hear me, can you	hear me, thru the	dark night far	away?

	D	Am	Dm	G	C	G7
I am	dying, forever	trying to be	with you;	who can	say?

	C	Am	F	C
Can you	hear me, can you	hear me, thru the	dark night far	away?

	D	Am	Dm	G	C	G7
I am	dying, forever	trying to be	with you;	who can	say?

	C	Am	F	C
We are	sailing, we are	sailing home	again 'cross the	sea.

	D	Am	Dm	G	C	G7
We are	sailing stormy	waters, to be	near you,	to be	free.

	G7	Dm	G	C
	To be	near you,	to be	free.

	G7	Dm	G	C
	To be	near you,	to be	free.

291. Boat On The River

Styx

	Am
	Take me back to my boat on the river,

	G	E7
I	need to go down, I	need to come down.

	Am
	Take me back to my boat on the river

	G	E7	Am
and	I won’t cry	out any	more.

Time stand still as I gaze in water,

she eases me down, touching me gently,

with the waters that flow past my boat on the river,

so I don’t cry out anymore.

	Am	G	E7
	Oh the	river is wise the	river it touches

	Am	D
my	life like the waves on the	sand;

	Dm	Am
and	all roads lead to tran	quility base

	G	E7
where the	frown on my face disap	pears.

	Am
	Take me down to my boat on the river

	G	E7	Am
and	I won’t cry	out any	more.

Solo

Oh the river is wise the river it touches

my life like the waves on the sand;

and all roads lead to tranquility base

where the frown on my face disappears.

Take me down to my boat on the river

I need to go down, won’t you let me go down

Take me back to my boat on the river

and I won’t cry out anymore.

292. You've got a Friend

Carole King / James Taylor (1971)

4/4 (capo 2nd)

	G/C	Cd	Gsus4	G	F#m7	B7

	B7	Em	B7	Em	B7	Em7
	When you're	down and	troubled and you	need a	helping	hand,

	Am	Dsus4	G	C	G	D/F#
and	nothing, oh,	nothing is going	right,

	B7sus4	B7sus4	Em	B7	Em7
	close your eyes and	think of me and	soon I	will be	there

	Am	Bm7	Dsus4	D
to	brighten up	even your darkest	night.

	G	Gmaj7	C	Am
You just	call out my	name, and you	know wherever I	am,

	G	Gmaj7	Dsus4	D7sus4
I'll come	runnin'	, oh yeah, baby, to see you a	gain.

	G	Gmaj7	C	Am7
	Winter, spring, summer, or	fall,	all you have to do is	call

	C	C/B	Am	Dsus4
and I'll	be there,	yeah,	yeah,	yeah.

	G	C	G	F#m	B7
You've got a	friend.

	B7	Em	B7	Em	B7	Em7
	If the	sky a	bove you should turn	dark and	full of	clouds,

	Am7	Dsus4	G	C	G	D7/F#
and that	old north	wind should begin	to		blow	,

	B7sus4	B7sus4	Em	B7	Em7
	keep your head to	gether and	call my	name out	loud.

	Am	Bm7	Dsus4	D
	Soon I'll be	knockin' upon	your door	.

	G	Gmaj7	C	Am
You just	call out my	name, and you	know wherever I	am,

	G	Gmaj7	Dsus4	D7sus4
I'll come	runnin'	, oh yes I will, to see you a	gain.

	G	Gmaj7	C	Am7
	Winter, spring, summer, or	fall,	all you got to do is	call

	C	C/B
and I'll	be there,	yeah, yeah, yeah.

	C	F	C
	Ain't it good to	know,	you've got a friend when

	G	Gsus4	Gmaj7	C	F7
	people can	be so	cold. They'll	hurt you and de	sert you.

	Em7	A7
Well, they'll	take your soul if you	let them.

	D7sus4	D13
Oh yeah, but	don't you let them.

	G	Gmaj7	Cmaj7	Am7
And just call	out my	name, and you	know wherever I	am,

	D7sus4	Gmaj7	D7sus4
	I'll come	running to see you a	gain.

	G	Gmaj7	Cmaj7	Em7
	Winter, spring, summer, or	fall,	all you got to do is	call

	C	F#	Am7	D7sus4
and I'll	be there,	yes	I	will.

	G	C	G
You've got a	friend.	You've got a	friend.

	C	G
Ain't it	good to know you've got a	friend?

	C	G
Ain't it	good to know you've got a	friend?

	C	Gsus4	G
	Oh, yeah, yeah. You've	got a	friend.

293. I can't Control Myself

Reg Presley/the Troggs (1966)

	D
Oh no!	Bababababa babababa, bababababa babababa.

	D
I	can't sit still 'cause you got me going! baba...

Your slacks are low and your hips are showing! baba...

	G	A
I	take you, girl, as you're	standing there,

	G	A
Your	low-cut slacks and your	long black hair,

	G	A
I	want you going out with	no one else,

	G	A
'Cause when	I'm with you I can't con	trol myself.

	D
The	dance is done and you got me shaking! baba...

You've got me so that my nerves are breaking! baba...

	G	A
If	you knew me like I	know you, girl,

	G	A
Your	knees would bend and your	hair would curl,

	G	A
You	make me move, yeah, like	no one else,

	G	A
and	when I'm with you I can't con	trol myself.

bridge

	A
	I've got this feeling that's inside of me,

It makes me think of how things used to be.

	G	A	G	A
	It makes me	feel alright,	when I'm with	you at night,

	A7	D
and we love, and we	love.	Baba........

	D
	You thrill me so with this big temptation! baba....

This kind of feeling could move a nation! baba.....

	G	A	G	A
	I'm ok when I'm	here with you, I	do the things that you	want me to,

	G	A
I	do these things for	no one else,

	G	A
but when	I'm with you I can't con	trol myself.

	D
	Babababababa - I can't control myself - Whoaah - ...

294. Love is All Around

Reg Presley / the Troggs

	D	Em	G	A	D	Em		G		A
I	feel it in my	fingers,	I feel it	in my	toes

	D	Em	G	A	D	Em		G		A
Well,	love is all a	round me, and	so the	feeling	grows

	D	Em	G	A	D	Em		G		A
It's	written on the	wind,	it's every	where I	go

	D	Em	G	A	D	Em		G		A
So	if you really	love me,	come on and	let it	show

	G	Em
You	know I love you, I	always will

	G	D
My	mind's made up by	the way that I feel

	G	Em
There's	no beginning, there'll	be no end

	G	A
'Cause	on my love you	can depend

I see your face before me as I lay on my bed

I kinda get to thinking of all the things you said

You gave your promise to me and I gave mine to you

I need someone beside me in everything I do

You know I love you, I always will

My mind's made up by the way that I feel

There's no beginning, there'll be no end

Cos on my love you can depend

It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go

So if you really love me, come on and let it show

Come on let it show

Come on let it show...

Repeat and Fade Out

295. With a Girl Like You

Reg Presley / the Troggs

	G	D	G	D
I	want to spend my	life with a girl like	you, ba ba ba ba	bah, ba ba ba ba.

	G	D	G	D
	And do all the	things that you want me	to, ba ba ba ba	bah, ba ba ba ba.

	C	D	C	D
'	Till that time has	come, that	we might live as	one.

	(tacit)	D	G		D	G	D
	Can I da	nce with you?		Ba ba ba ba	bah, ba ba ba ba	bah, Ba ba ba ba	bah, ba ba ba ba.

I tell by the way you dress that you're so refined, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.

And by the way you talk, that you're just my kind ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.

Girl Why Should it be, that you don't notice me.

Can I dance with you? Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.

	C	G
	Baby, baby, is there no chance,	I can take you for the last dance.

	C	D
	All night long, yeah, l've been waiting,	now there'll be no hesitating.

So before this dance has reached the end, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.

To you across the floor my love I'll send, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.

I just hope and pray that I will find a way to say

Can I dance with you? Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.

296. Happy Together

Gary Bonner - Alan Gordon / the Turtles

	Dm
Imagine	me and you, I do

	C
I think about you	day and night, it's only right

	Bb	A7
To think about the	girl you love and hold her tight - So happy to	gether

I should call you up, invest a dime

And you say you belong to me and ease my mind

Imagine how the world could be, so very fine - So happy together

	D	C	D	C
	I can see me	lovin' nobody but	you for all my	life

	D	C	D	C
	When you're with me,	baby the skies will be	blue for all my	life

Me and you and you and me

No matter how they thrust the dice, it has to be

The only one for me is you, and you for me - So happy together

I can see me lovin' nobody but you for all my life

When you're with me, baby the skies will be blue for all my life

Me and you and...

	D	C	D	C
	Ba-ba-ba-ba	ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-	ba ba-ba-ba-	ba

	D	C	D	C
	Ba-ba-ba-ba	ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-	ba ba-ba-ba-	ba

Me and you and... ...So happy together

	Dm	A7	Dm	A7	Dm
	So happy to	gether	- How is the	weather

	A7	Dm	A7	Dm
So happy to	gether	- We're happy to	gether

	A7	Dm	A7	Dm
So happy to	gether	- Happy toge	ther

	A7	Dm	A7
So happy to	gether	- So happy to	gether

	Dm
ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-	ba...

297. Lady in Black

Hensley / Uriah Heep: Salisbury (1971)

	Am
She	came to me one morning, one lonely sunday morning,

	G	Am
Her	long hair flowing in the	mid-winter wind.

	Am
I	know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking,

	G	Am
And	destruction lay around me from a	fight I could not win.

	Am	G	Am	G	Am
	Ahahaaa	Haahah,	Ahahaaa	Haha	Ha!

She asked me: "Name my foe then". I said: "The need within some men

To fight and kill their brothers without thought of love or God".

And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies,

So eager was my passion to devour this waste of life.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

But she would not think of battle that reduces men to animals,

So easy to begin and yet impossible to end.

For she the mother of all men had counciled me so wisely that

I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

"Oh lady lend your hand," I cried, "Oh let me rest here at your side."

"Have faith and trust in me," she said and filled my heart with life.

There is no strength in numbers. I've no such misconception.

But when you need me be assured I won't be far away.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say

I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear.

My labor is no easier, but now I know I'm not alone.

I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day.

And if one day she comes to you drink deeply from her words so wise.

Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha...

298. At My Window

Townes van Zandt / Townes van Zandt: Flyin' Shoes (1978)

	D	G	D	A	D	G	D
	At my window	watching the	sun go,	Hoping the	stars know	it's time to	shine.

	D	G	D	A	D	G	D
	Daydreams -	aloft on	dark wings,	Soft as the	sun streams	at days de	cline.

	A	G	D
	Living is sying	dying says nothing at	all.

	A	G	D
	Babe and I are lying here	watching the evening	fall.

	D	G	D	A	D	G	D
	Time flows -	through brave be	ginnings,	And leaves her	endings	beneath our	feet.

	D	G	D	A	D	G	D
Walk	lightly -	upon their	faces,	Leave gentle	traces	upon their	sleep.

Living is dancing dyin's doin' nothing at all.

Babe and I are lying here watching the evening fall.

	D	G	D	A	D	G	D
	Three dimes -	hard luck and	good times,	Bad rhymes and	fine lines	not much to	say.

	D	G	D	A	D	G	D
	Feel fine -	feel low and	lazy,	Feel grey and	hazy,	feel far	away.

Living ain't lying dying ain't flying so high.

Babe and I are wandrin' watching the day go by.

299. Don't let the Sunshine Fool Ya'

Guy Clark / Townes Van Zandt: The Late Great Townes Van Zandt (1972)

	B
	Me and this friend named Streetlife Brown -

	A	E
We got a	bottle of red and	walked uptown.

	B
One	hand on the jug and one on time -

	A	E
He said "I	bet you a dollar against	this next line." - I said:

	E	B	A	E
	Don't let the	sunshine fool you, -	Don't let the bluebirds	tool you.

	E	B	A	E
	Don't let the	women do you, -	Put your hand in	mine.

Oh, advice is fine if you got a mind

To listen to the end that's got the time.

But the muse'll get you if you don't watch out

She's equipped to know what it's all about:

Don't let the sunshine fool you, - Don't let the bluebirds tool you.

Don't let the women do you, - Put your hand in mine.

Oh, Fanon street in the afternoon's

An easy way to get out of tune.

But the hard soap salesman, he said: "No dice."

When I asked politely for a better price, and said:

Don't let the sunshine fool you, - Don't let the bluebirds tool you.

Don't let the women do you, - Put your hand in mine.

Well here's a song for you, child of mine,

I hope you make it through this time.

Get yourself a piece of that rainbow pie,

No reason in the world that you can't get by:

Don't let the sunshine fool you, - Don't let the bluebirds tool you.

Don't let the women do you, - Put your hand in mine.

Don't let ...

300. Don't You Take It Too Bad

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

	C	-	G	G7	C	F	C	-

	F	C
Don't you take it too	bad, if you're feelin' un	lovin'

	G		G7	C
Well, if you're feelin' un	feelin',		if you're feelin' a	lone.

	C7	F
Don't you take it too	bad, cause it ain't you to	blame, babe

	C	G	G7
Well it's only a	game, babe, out of all of this	living,

	C	F	C	C7
that we've got left to	do. -	-	-

	F	C
And if you go	searchin', for rhyme or for	reason,

	G	G7	C	C7
Then you won't have the	time	- that it takes just for	talkin'. -

	F	C
'Bout the places you've	been, babe, 'bout the faces you've	seen, babe,

	G	G7	C	F	C	C7
How soft the	time flies -	past your window at	night. -	-	-

	F	C
And we just can't have	that, girl, cause it's a sad, lonesome,	cold world.

	G	G7	C
And a man needs a	woman -	to stand by his	side.

	C7	F
And whisper sweet	words in his ears about	daydreams,

	C	G
And roses and	playthings, and the sweetness of	springtime

	G7	C	F	C
and the	sound of the	rain. -	-

301. Fare Thee Well, Miss Carousel

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

C

Em

F

Em

Dm

G

F

C

Em

F

Em

Dm

Well, the

drunken clown still

hanging 'round, But it's

plain the

laughters

all died down;

	G	F	C
The	tears you tried so	hard to hide are	flowing.

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
	And a blind man with his	knife in hand Has con	vinced him	self that he	understands -

	G	F	C
I	wish him well, Miss Carousel, but	I gotta be a	going.

	Am	Em	Am	Em
	Won't you come and	get me when You're	sure that you don't	need me then

	Am	Em	F	Em	G
I'll	stand outside your	window - And I	proudly call your	name!

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
Well the	lady's been told that	all her gold Is	worth so	much, she	can't be sold;

	G	F	C
No	time to weep, she'll	later sleep to	morrow.

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
	When she carries her face to the	market place And	bets it	on the	open enrage -

	G	F	C
She can	ring her bells, Miss Carousel, but the	singing brings me	sorrow.

Won't you come...

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
Well it's	always done, every	mothers sun Is	surely	grown, and	never run;

	G	F	C
	So they fight with	all their might	inside them.

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
	When the battles been fought 'n	they've all been taught That the	trick is	just not	being caught;

	G	F	C
	Will you give 'em hell, Miss Carousel, When they're	begging you to	hide them.

Won't you come and get me...

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
When they	need a rose, your	eyes felt closed; You	clamped your	fingers '	round your nose -

	G	F	C
	Would you say, that's any	way to	judge him.

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
	Well you haven't got the	authority To	kill him	in the	first degree -

	G	F	C
But would you	feel compelled, Miss Carousel, If you had	something to	regret in.

harp solo

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
On a	velvet beach far	beneath the reach Of	those who	come to	pry and preach,

	G	F	C
The	natural man that tried to	stand is	falling.

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
	Well how long will it be	before he sees: You	own his	legs but his	mind is free!

	G	F	C
Only	you can tell, Miss Carousel, How	long will he be	crawling.

Won't you come and get me...

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
All the	castle walls	grown so tall,	Seems there	ain't no	hope at all -

	G	F	C
To	reach the top even	though you stopped your	breathin'.

	C	Em	F	Em	Dm
	But I ain't gonna try to	make you cry, The	teardrops	couldn't	find your eye,

	G	F	C
It's	all been swell, Miss Carousel, the	time has come for	leaving!

Won't you come and get me when...

302. If I Needed You

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: The Late Great Townes Van Zandt (1972)

	G
	If I needed you, would you come to me;

	C	D	G
Would you come to	me to	ease my	pain?

If you needed me, I would come to you;

	C	D	G
I would swim the	seas for to	ease your	pain.

When the night forlorn or the morning’s born

	C	D	G
And the morning	shines with the	lights of	love.

You will miss sunrise if you close your eyes

	C	D	G
And that would	break my	heart in	two.

solo

Lady’s with me now since I showed her how

	C	D	G
To lay her	lilly	hand in	mine.

Loop and Lil agree she’s a sight to see,

	C	D	G
And a treasure	for the	poor to	find.

	G
	If I needed you, would you come to me;

	C	D	G
Would you come to	me and	ease my	pain?

If you needed me, I would come to you;

	C	D	G
I would swim the	seas for to	ease your	pain.

303. Heavenly Houseboat Blues

Susanna Clark, Townes van Zandt / Townes van Zandt: The Late Great Townes van Zandt (1972)

	D	G	A7	D
Well I'm	building a houseboat in	heaven - to	sail those deep and holy	seas.

	D	G	A7	D
Well	I'm building a houseboat in	heaven - and it's	welcome aboard you sweet	peace!

	D	G	A7	D
Now the	bow she is made of solid	silver - And the	hall she is made of solid	gold!

	D	G	A7	D
Well she	ain't much along the line's a-	floating - but she's	yours, babe, to have and to	hold.

	D	G	A7	D
Well I'm	building a houseboat in	heaven - to	sail those deep and holy	seas.

	D	G	A7	D
Well	I'm building a houseboat in	heaven - and it's	welcome aboard you sweet	peace!

	D	G	A7	D
Now I	rode my old guitar to	heaven - Oh, but	heaven didn't feel too much like	home.

	D	G	A7	D
So I'm	headed out on to them lonesome	oceans - In my	ruby-studded houseboat to	roam.

	D	G	A7	D
Well I'm	building a houseboat in	heaven - to	sail those deep and holy	seas.

	D	G	A7	D
Oh,	I'm building a houseboat in	heaven - and it's	welcome aboard you sweet	peace!

304. Pancho and Lefty

Townes van Zandt

	C	G
	Living on the road, my friend,	is gonna keep you free and clean;

	F	C	G
	Now you wear your skin like iron and your	breath is as hard as	kerosene.

	F	C	F
	You weren't your mama's only boy, but her	favorite one it	seems -

	C	F	C	G	F	Am	G	C
She be	gan to cry when you	said	good	bye - and	sank into your	dreams.

	C	G
	Pancho was a bandit boy,	his horse was fast as polished steel;

	F	C	G
	He wore his gun outside his pants	for all the honest	world to feel.

	F	C	F
	Pancho met his match you know on the	deserts down in	Mexico

	C	F	C	G	F	Am	G	F
	Nobody heard his	dy	ing	words, ah but	that's the way it	goes.

	F	C	F
And	all the Federales say -	they could have had him	any day;

	C	F	C	G	F	Am	G	C
They	only let him	hang	a	round - out of	kindness, I sup	pose.

	C	G
	Lefty, he can't sing the blues	all night long like he used to.

	F	C	G
	The dust that Pancho bit down south	ended up in	Lefty's mouth;

	F	C	F
	The day they laid poor Pancho low,	Lefty split for	Ohio

	C	F	C	G	G	Am	G	F
	Where he got the	bread	to	go, there	ain't nobody	knows

And all the Federales say - they could have had him any day;

They only let him slip away - out of kindness, I suppose.

	C	G
	Well the boys tell how Pancho fell, and	Lefty's living in a cheap hotel

	F	C	G
	The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold,	and so the story	ends we're told.

	F	C	F
	Pancho needs your prayers, it's true, but	save a few for	Lefty too

	C	F	C	G	F	Am	G	F
	He just did what he	had	to	do, and	now he's growing	old.

A few gray Federales say they could have had him any day;

They only let him go so wrong - out of kindness, I suppose.

A few gray Federales say...

305. Waiting Around to Die

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

	Am	Dm
	Sometimes I don't know where this dirty	road is taking me,

	Am	Em
Some	times I don't even know the reason	why.

	Am	Dm
But I	guess I'll keep on gamblin', lots of	booze and lots of ramblin',

	Am	Em	Am
It's	easier than just	waitin' around to	die.

Oh one time, friends, I had a Ma, even had a Pa,

Well he beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried!

She told him to take care of me, headed down to Tennessee;

Well it's easier than just waitin' around to die.

I came of age and I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar,

Oh, she cleaned me out and hid it on the sly!

Well, I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train;

It seemed easier than just to wait around to die.

And my friend said he knew where some easy money was,

We robbed a man and brother did we fly!

The posse caught up with me and drug me back to Muskogee,

And it's two long years waiting around to die.

Oh, but now I'm out of prison; got me a friend at last.

He don't drink, or steal, or cheat, or lie!

Oh, his name is codeine, he's the nicest thing I've seen -

And together we're gonna wait around to die,

Yeah, together we're gonna wait around to die!

306. Mr. Bojangles

Jerry Jeff Walker (1968)

	C	C/b	Am7	C/g	F		G
I	knew a man Bo	jangles and he	danced for you	-		In worn out	shoes.

	C	C/b	Am7	C/g	F		G
With	silver hair a	ragged shirt and	baggy pants	-		He did the old soft	shoe.

	F	C	E7	Am	Am7	D7	G
	He jumped so	high,	jumped so	high,	-	Then he lightly touched	down.

	Am	G	Am	G	Am	G	C	C/b	Am7	C/g
	Mister Bo	jangles	, Mister Bo	jangles	, Mister Bo	jangles,	Dance.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans - I was down and out.

He looked at me to be the eyes of age - As he spoke right out.

He talked of life, talked of life - He laughed slapped his leg a step.

Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance.

He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick - Across the cell.

He grabbed his pants a better stance - Oh he jumped up high,

He clicked his heels, he let go a laugh, let go a laugh - Shook back his clothes all around.

Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance.

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs - Throughout the south.

He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he - Traveled about.

His dog up and died, up and died - After twenty years he still grieved,

Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance.

He said, "I dance now at every chance in honky tonks - For drinks and tips.

But most the time I spend behind these county bars," He said, - "I drinks a bit."

He shook his head and he shook his head - I heard someone ask him "Please,

Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance,

Dance!"

307. I Want To Be Loved

Willie Dixon / Muddy Waters: Hard Again (1977)

	\|:	C	Bb	F	F#	G	:\|
		/ -	/ -	/	/	/ -

	C	Bb	F	F#	G
The	spark in your	eye sets my	soul	on	fire,

	C	Bb	F	F#		G
Your	voice is	like an angel a	bove.

	C	Bb	F	F#	G
The	touch of your	hand, woman,	drives me	in- -	sane:

	C	-	-	C
But	baby	, I wants to be loved!

	C	Bb	F	F#	G
I'm	crazy 'bout	every little	thing	you	do;

	C	Bb	F	F#		G
I	even	cherish your	hug.

	C	Bb	F	F#	G
Your	kisses so	sweet, honey,	they can't	be	beat;

	C	-	-	C
But	baby	, I wants to be loved!

Solo

	\|:	C	F	C	G	F	C	C7	G7	:\|
		/ / / / \| / / / / \| / / / / \| / / / / \|	/ / / / \| / / / / \|	/ / / / \| / / / / \|	/ / / / \|	/ / / / \|	/ / / / \|	/	/ / / \|

bridge:

	F
	Every time I ask you for a date,

	F
	You don't come at all, or you're oh so late.

	F
	I ask you to dance a little spin.

	F	G	-	G	-
	You say: "	Wait a minute	, daddy,	here	come my friend!"

	C	Bb	F	F#	G
I	love the way you	walk when you	pass	me	by,

	C	Bb	F	F#		G
-	Even when you	tryin' to	snub	.

	C	Bb	F	F#	G
The	touch of your	hand, honey,	drives me	in- -	sane,

	C	-	-	C
But	baby	, I wants to be loved!

308. The Blues Had a Baby and They Called It Rock N' Roll

McKinley Morganfield / Muddy Waters: Hard Again (1972)

	A
Well,	all you people, you know the blues got a soul!

	D
Well	this is a story, a story never been told.

	E7
Well,	the blues got pregnant -

	D7	A	E7
And they	named the baby Rock and	Roll

Memphis Slim said it, you know the blues got a soul!

Pinetop said it, you know the blues got a soul!

Well, the blues it had a baby and they named that baby Rock and Roll.

Solo

Colonel Willis said it, you know the blues got a soul.

Jane Clark said it, you know the blues got a soul.

Well, the blues it had a baby and they named that baby Rock and Roll.

Solo

Otis Spann said it, you know the blues got a soul.

Queen Victoria said it, you know the blues got a soul.

	n.c.	A
Well, the blues had a baby -	and they named it Rock and	Roll.

309. Behind Blue Eyes

Pete Towenshend / the Who

	Em	G	D
	No one knows what it's	like, to be the	bad man

	C/D	A9
To be the	sad man, be	hind blue eyes!

	Em	G	D	Dsus4
	No one knows what it's	like to be	hated,

	C/D	A9
To be	fated, to telling	only lies!

	C	D	G	C/G		G
But my	dre	ams, they aren't as	empty

	C	D	E	Esus4		E
As my	conscience	seems to	be

	Bm	C
I have	hours, only	lonely

	D	A9
My love is	vengeance that's never	free

No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings

Like I do, and I blame you

No one bites back as hard on their anger

None of my pain and woe, can show through

Chorus

	E		Bm		A		E		Bm		A

	E	Bm	A	E
	When my fist	clenches	crack it	open

	Bm	G	D
Before I	use it and	lose my	cool

	G	A	E
When I	smile	tell me some	bad news

	G	A	E
Before I	laugh and	act like a	fool

	Bm	A	E
And if I	swallow	anything	evil

	Bm	G	D
Stick your	finger	down my	throat

	G	A	D
And if I	shiver please	give me a	blanket

	G	A	E
Keep me	warm let me	wear your	coat

Bm

A

E

Bm

A

B

A

D

D5

B

A

D

D5

B

A

D

D5

B

B/A

No one knows what it's like, to be the bad man

To be the sad man, behind blue eyes

310. I Can See For Miles

Pete Townshend / the Who: Sell Out (1967)

E

/

G

/

A

/

E

/

G9

/

A

/

	E	G	A	E		G		A
I	know you've deceived me, now	here's a sur	prise

	E	G	A	E
I	know that you have cause there's	magic	in my	eyes

	E	Em7	A	C	Asus4	E	Em7	E
	I can see for	miles and	miles and	miles and	miles and	miles,	oh	yeah

	E	G	A	E	G		A
	If you think I	don't know	about all the little	trick you play

	E	G	A	E
	And you think I never see you when	dilib'ratly you	put things	in my way

	E	A	B
	Well here's a	poke at you, you're gonna	choke on it too

	B	A	B	Cb
	You're gonna l	ose that smile be	cause all the while

	B	A	E	A	E	Cb
	I could see for	miles and	miles, I could see for	miles and	miles

	E	Em7	A	C	Asus4	E	Em7	E
	I can see for	miles and	miles and	miles and	miles and	miles, oh	yeah

You took advantage of my trust in you when I was so far away

I saw you holding lots of other guys and now you've got the nerve to say

That you still want me, wel that's as may be

But you gotta stand trial because all the while

I could see for miles and miles, I could see for miles and miles

I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles, oh yeah

The Eiffle Tower and Taj Mahal are mine to see on clear days

You thought that I would need a crystal ball to see right thru the haze

Well here's a poke at you, you're gonna choke on it too

You're gonna lose that smile because all the while

I could see for miles and miles, I could see for miles and miles

	E	Em7	A	C
	I can see for	miles and	miles and	miles

	Asus4	E
	And miles and miles and miles and miles and	miles

311. I'm a Boy

Pete Townshend / the Who (1966)

	A	Esus4	E	A	Esus4	E

	A	Esus4	E
	One girl was called	Jean Ma	rie

	A	Esus4	E
	Another little girl was called Fe	lici	ty.

	A	Esus4	E
	Another little girl was called	Sally	Joy,

	A	E
The	other was me and	I'm a boy

	A	E5/Ab	E5	E5/Ab		E5		E5/Ab		E5	...
My name is	Bill and I'm a	head	case

	A	E5/Ab	E5	E5/Ab		E5		E5/Ab		E5	...
They practice	making up on	my	face

	A	E5/Ab	E5	E5/Ab		E5		E5/Ab		E5	...
Yeah, I feel	lucky if I get	trousers to	wear

	A	E	Esus4		E
Spend evenings	taking hair pins	from my hair

	D	E	A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy, but my	Ma won't admit it!

D

E

Esus4

E

A

E

Esus4

E

I'm a

boy, I'm a

boy, but if I

say I

am I

get it!

	A	Esus4	E
	Put your frock on	Jean Ma	rie;

	A	Esus4	E
	Plait your hair Fe	lici	ty!

	A	Esus4	E
	Paint your nails little	Sally	Joy;

	A	E7	E
	Put this wig on	little boy!

	D	E	A	A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy, but my	ma won't ad	mit it!

	D	E	Esus4	E7	A	A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy if I	say I	am I	get it!

break

E

A

Am

Dm/A

Am7

Am6

F/A

D/A

E

(

pedal)

	A	Esus4	E
I	wanna play cricket	on the	green,

	A	Esus4	E
	Ride my bike a	cross the	stream!

	A	Esus4	E
	Cut myself and	see my	blood;

	A	E7	E
I	wanna come home all	covered with mud!

	D	E	A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy, but my	ma won't admit it;

	D	E	A	A		A/G#		A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy!

	D	E	A	A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy;

	D	E7	Esus4	E7	A
I'm a	boy, I'm a	boy,	I'm	a	boy!

312. Magic Bus

Pete Townshend / the Who: Meaty beaty Big And Bouncy (1968)

	A	C	D	A	G	D
	Every day I	get in the	queue (	Too much, the	Magic	Bus)

	A	C	D	A	G	D
To	get on the bus that	takes me to	you (	Too much, the	Magic	Bus)

	A	G	D	A	G	D
	I'm so nervous, I just	sit and	smile (	Too much, the	Magic	Bus)

	A	G	D	A	G	D
Your	house is only an	other	mile (	Too much, the	Magic	Bus)

I thank you, driver, for getting me here (Too much, the Magic Bus)

You'll be an inspector, have no fear (Too much, the Magic Bus)

I don't want to cause no fuss (Too much, the Magic Bus)

But can I buy your Magic Bus? (Too much, the Magic Bus)

No!

I don't care how much I pay (Too much, the Magic Bus)

I wanna drive my bus to my baby each day (Too much, the Magic Bus)

(Magic Bus, Magic Bus...)

Give me a hundred. I won't take under. It goes like thunder. It's a bus-age wonder.

(You can't have it.) Think how much you'll save. (You can't have it.)

I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it (Now, you can't have it!)

Thruppence and sixpence every day (Too much, the Magic Bus)

Just to drive to my baby (Too much, the Magic Bus)

Thruppence and sixpence each day (Too much, the Magic Bus)

'Cause I drive my baby every way (Too much the Magic Bus)

Now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, the Magic Bus)

I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, the Magic Bus)

I drive my baby every way (Too much, the Magic Bus)

Each time I go a different way (Too much, the Magic Bus)

(Magic Bus) (Magic Bus)

(Magic Bus) (Magic Bus) (Hey...)

Every day you'll see the dust (Too much, the Magic Bus)

As I drive my baby in my Magic Bus (Too much, the Magic Bus)

(Magic Bus)

313. Pictures of Lily

Pete Townshend / the Who (1967)

	C	Em	Am
	I used to	wake up in the	morning,

	G
	I used to feel so bad!

	C	Em	Am
	I got so	sick of having	sleepless nights,

	G
	I went and told my dad!

	Am	G	F	E
	He said, "	Son, now here's	some little	something!"

	Am	G
	And stuck them on my	wall.

	C	Em	Am
	And now my	nights ain't	quite so lonely,

	G
	In fact, I don't feel bad at all.

	G7
	I don't feel bad at all.

	C	Am		G	F	C	F	G
	Pictures of	Li-	-	ly!	Made my	life so	wonder	ful.

	C	Em	Am		G	F	Em	D	E
	Pictures	of	Li-	-	ly!	Helped me	sleep	at	night.

	A	F#m	D	C#m	B	E
	Pictures of	Lily!	Solved my	childhood	prob	lems.

	A	F#m		A	D	E
	Pictures of	Li-	-	ly!	Helped me feel al	right.

E

D

E

A

G

A

C

D

C

D

C

D

C

D

Pictures of

Li-

ly.

Lily, oh

Li-

ly;

Lily,

oh

Li-

ly.

Pictures

of

Li-

ly!

And then one day things weren't quite so fine,

I fell in love with Lily.

I asked my dad where Lily I could find?

He said, "Son, now don't be silly!"

"She's been dead since nineteen-twenty-nine!

Oh, how I cried that night.

If only I'd been born in Lily's time,

It would have been alright.

Pictures of Lily! Made my life so wonderful.

Pictures of Lily! Helped me sleep at night.

For me and Lily are together in my dreams,

And I ask you, "Hey mister, have you ever seen -

"Pictures of Lily?"

314. Substitute

Pete Townshend / the Who (1966)

	D	G	G
	You think we	look pretty good to	gether.

	D	G	G
	You think my	shoes are made of	leather.

	Em	G	D	Em	G	D
	But I'm a	substi	tute	for an	other	guy;

	Em	G	D	Em	G	D
	I look pretty	tall	but my	heels	are	high;

	Em	G	D	Em	G	D
	The simple things you	see	are	all com	pli	cated

	Em	G	D	Em	G	A	Asus4		A
	I look	pret-	ty	young	but I'm	just back	dat-	-	ed, yeah!

	D	A	G	D
	Substi	tute -	your	lies for fact!

	D	A	G	D
	Substi	tute -	I see right through your	plastic mac!

	D	A	G	D
	Substi	tute -	I look all white but my	dad was black!

	D	A	G	D
	Substi	tute -	my fine looking suit's really	made out of sack!

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth.

The north side of my town faced east, And the east was facing south.

And now you dare to look me in the eye, Those crocodile tears are what you cry!

If it's a genuine problem you won't try - To work it out at all, just pass it by, pass it by.

Substitute - me for him! Substitute - my Coke for gin!

Substitute - you for my Mum! Substitute - at least I'll get my washing done!

But I'm a substitute for another guy; I look pretty tall but my heels are high;

The simple things you see are all complicated; I look pretty young but I'm just back dated, yeah!

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth.

The north side of my town faced east, And the east was facing south.

And now you dare to look me in the eye; Those crocodile tears are what you cry!

If it's a genuine problem you won't try - To work it out at all, just pass it by, pass it by.

Substitute - me for him! Substitute - my Coke for gin!

Substitute - you for my Mum! Substitute - at least I'll get my washing done!

Substitute - your lies for fact! Substitute - I see right through your plastic mac!

Substitute - I look all white but my dad was black!

Substitute - my fine looking suit's really made out of sack!

315. Stand By Your Man

Tammy Wynette & Billy Sherrill/Tammy Wynette: Stand by Your Man (1968)

	A	E
	Sometimes it's hard to be a	woman

	Bm	E7	A
	Giving all your	love to just one	man

	D
	You'll have bad times

	A
	And he'll have good times

	B	E
	Doing things that you don't under	stand

	A	C#
	Stand by your	man

	D	C#m	Bm
	Give him two arms to	cling	to

	A	F#7
	And something	warm to come to

	B	E7
	When nights are	cold and lonely

	A	C#
	Stand by your	man

	D	C#m	Bm
	And tell the world you	love	him

	A	E7	C#7	F#
	Keep giving	all the love you	can

	D	E	A	D	A	E7
	Stand	by your	man

	A	E
	But if you love him you'll for	give him

	Bm	E7	A
	Even though he's	hard to under	stand

	D
	And if you love him

	A	D
	Oh be proud of	him

	A	E7	A	D	A	E
	Cause after	all he's just a	man

	A	C#
	Stand by your	man

	D	C#m	Bm
	And show the world you	love	him

	A	E	E7	C#7	F#
	Keep giving	all the love	you	can

	D	E	A	D	A	E	A
	Stand	by	your man

316. For Your Love

Graham Gouldman/The Yardbirds (1965)

	\|:	Em	G	A	Am	:\|

	\|:	Em	G	A	Am	:\|
					(For	your love)

	Em	G	A	Am
	I'd give you	everything and	more and that's for	sure. (For your love)

	Em	G	A	Am
	I'd bring you	diamond rings and	things right to your	door. (For your love)

	Em	G	A	Am
	To thrill you	with delight,	I'd give you	diamonds bright!

	Em	G	A	Am
	Double takes I	will excite,	make you dream of	me at night!

	Em	G	A	Am	Em	G	A	Am
For your	loo-	oo-	oo-	oove - For your	loo-	oo-	oo-	oove

	Em	G	A	Am		Em
For your	loo-	oo-	oo-	oove

Bridge:

	B	A	E
For your	love, for your love I would	give the stars	above!

	B	A	C#m	B
For your	love, for your love I would	give you all I	could.

	\|:	Em	G	A	Am	:\|
					(For	your love)

	Em	G	A	Am
	I'd give the	moon if it	were mine to	give (For your love)

	Em	G	A	Am
	I'd give the	stars and the	sun for I	live (For your love)

For your loo-oo-oo-oove - For your loo-oo-oo-oove

For your loo-oo-oo-oove

317. Shapes Of Things

Keith Relf, Jim McCarty, Paul Samwell-Smith / the Yardbirds (1966)

	Intro:	F
		/ / / /

	G	F/D	G
	Shapes - Of	things before my	eyes

	F/D	G	F/D	F
Just	teach me to des	pise - Will	time make man more	wise

	G	F/D	G
	Here - With	in my lonely	frame

	F/D	G	F/D	F
My	eyes just hurt my	brain - But	will they see the	same

	C	Bb
	Come tomorrow -	Will I be older

	C	Bb
	Come tomorrow -	May be a soldier

	C	Bb	Bb	D
	Come tomorrow -	Will I be bolder -	Than to	day?

Now - The trees are almost green

But will they still be seen - Where time and tide have been

Fallen - Into your passing hands

Please don't destroy these lands - Don't make them desert sands

Come tomorrow - Will I be older

Come tomorrow - May be a soldier

Come tomorrow - Will I be bolder - Than today?

Guitar Solo

Soon - I hope that I will find

	G
Loves deep within my mind - That won't disgrace my kind	/ / / / / / / /

Guitar solo: (entirely played on G-string) G v v v | F v v v | G --------------------------|-10---12---14---16b17-------16-14-12| G v v v | F v v v | G -14---b16-----------------|-15p14p1214-12--14--15--14----------| G v v v | F v v v | G -15---b17----------10-12--|-8--------10-------12b14---12---10--| G v v v | F v v v | G -12-----------------------|----15p14p1214--121012--012109-109--| G v v v | F v v v | G -7-9-7-5---7-5-4--5--4-5--|-7-9---b10----9---7-----------------| G v v v | F v v v | G ----10-10-12-12-14b15r1412|-14b16------------------------------| G v v v | F v v v | Bb v v v | D - - - G -12-----------------------|------------------------------------| Verse: (bass over verse chords) Chorus: (bass over chorus chords) [G]v v v v [F/D]v v v v [C]v v v v [Bb]v v v v -------------------|------------------- -------------5-3---|-------------3-1--- -------------------|------------------- -------2---5-----5-|-------0---3-----3- -------2---3---4---|----5-------------- ---3---------------|---1--------------- ---3---------------|--------5---3---1-- -------------------|-------------------

318. Out on the Weekend

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

Bm

E

Bm

E

Bm

E

Bm

E

C#m

F#

Bm

E

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A	Asus
	Think I'll pack it in and	buy a pick-up,	take it	down to	L.	A.

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A	Asus
	Find a place to call my	own and try to fix up,	Start a	brand	new	day.

	A	Bm	E	Esus		A	Asus
	The woman I'm thinking of, she	loved me all up,	but I'm so	do-o-	own to	day.

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A
	She's so fine she's in my mind,	I hear her callin'.

	A	Bm7	Bm7/C#	A	Asus
	See the lonely boy,	out on the weekend	tryin' to make it	pay.

	A	Bm7	Bm7/C#	A	Asus
	Can't relate to joy, he	tries to speak and	can't begin to	say.

	Bm	E	Bm	E	C#m	F#7	Bm	E

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A	Asus
	She got pictures on the wall,	they make me look up	from her	big	brass	bed.

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A	Asus
	Now I'm runnin' down the road,	tryin' to stay up	somewhere	in	her	head.

	A	Bm7	Bm7/C#	A	Asus
	See the lonely boy,	out on the weekend	tryin' to make it	pay.

	A	Bm7	Bm7/C#	A	Asus
	Can't relate to joy, he	tries to speak and	can't begin to	say.

	Bm	E	Bm	E	C#m	F#7	Bm	E

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A	Asus

	A	Bm	E	Esus	E	A

319. Harvest

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	D	A	D	A	D	A	D

	A	D	A	G	D	A
	Did I	see you	down in a	young girl's	town with your mother in so much	pain?

	G	A	Bm	E	D
I was	almost	there at the	top of the	stairs with her	screamin' in the rain.

	D	A	G	D	A
	Did she wake you	up to	tell you	that it was only a change of	plan?

	G	A	Bm	E	D
	Dream up, dream	up, let me	fill your	cup with the	promise of a man.

	D	A	G	D	A
Did I	see you	walking	with the	boys though it was not hand in	hand?

	G	A	Bm	E	D	A	D
And was	some black	face in a	lonely	place when	you could under	stand?

	A	D	A	G	D	A
	Did she	wake you	up to	tell you	that it was only a change of	plan?

	G	A	Bm	E	D	A	D
	Dream up, dream	up, let me	fill your	cup with the	promise of a	man.

	A	D	A	G	D	A
	Will I	see you	give more than	I can	take? Will I only harvest	some?

	G	A	Bm	E	D
As the	days fly	past will we	lose our	grasp or	fuse it in the sun?

	A	D	A	G	D	A
	Did she	wake you	up to	tell you	that it was only a change of	plan?

	G	A	Bm	E	D	A	D
	Dream up, dream	up, let me	fill your	cup with the	promise of a	man

320. A Man Needs a Maid

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	Bb	F	C	G	Bb	Dm

	Dm	C	Bb	F
	My life is changing in so	many ways, I don't know	who to trust any	more.

	Dm	C	Bb	Dm
	There's a shadow running	through my days like a	beggar goin' from	door to door.

	C	Bb	F
I was thinking that maybe I'd get a maid,	find a	place nearby for her to	stay.

	Dm	Am7	Bb	Dm
	Just someone to keep my	house clean, fix my	meals and go away.

	Dm	C	Bb	Dm	G	F	Em	Dm	C
	A maid,		A man needs a	maid,			A	maid.

	Bb	Dm	Em	Em7	F	C	Em	Em7	F	Csus4

	C	Am	G	F	Em7	Dm7
	It's	hard	to	make	that	change,

	Am	G	F	Em7	Dm7	G/C	D	Bb
When	life	and	love	turn	strange	and	cold.

	F	C	G	Bb
	To	give a love,	you gotta	give a love.

	F	C	G	Bb	F
	To	live a love,	you gotta	be part of.

	C	G	Bb	Dm
	When will I see you again?

	Dm	C	Bb	F
	A while ago somewhere I don't know	when I was	watching a movie with a	friend.

	Dm	Am7	Bb	Dm
	I fell in love with the	actress, she was	playing a part that I could under	stand.

	Dm	C	Bb	Dm7	G	F	Em
	A maid,		A man needs a	maid,

	Dm	C	Bb	Dm7	G	F	Em
	A maid,		A man needs a	maid,

	Dm	C	Bb	Gm	Dm	Em	Em7
	A maid,		A man needs a maid.

	C	G	Bb	Dm
	When will I see you again?

321. Heart of Gold

Neil Young/Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

Intro

Em

C

D

G

Em

C

D

G

Em

C

D

G

Em

G

C

Bm

Am

G

	Em	C	D	G
	I wanna	live,	I wanna	give,

	Em	C	D	G
	I've been a	miner for a	heart of	gold.

	Em	C	D	G
	It's these ex	pressions	I never	give

	Em	G
	that keep me searchin' for a	heart of gold,

	C	Bm	Am	G
	And I'm gettin' old.

	Em	G
	Keep me searchin' for a	heart of gold,

	C	Bm	Am	G
	And I'm gettin' old.

	Em	C	D	G
	I've been to	Hollywood,	I've been to	Redwood,

	Em	C	D	G
	I'd cross the	ocean for a	heart of	gold,

	Em	C	D	G
	I've been in	my mind,	it's such a	fine line

	Em	G
	that keeps me searchin' for a	heart of gold,

	C	Bm	Am	G
	And I'm gettin' old,

	Em	G
	Keeps me searchin' for a	heart of gold,

	C	Bm	Am	G
	And I'm gettin' old.

	Em	D	Em
	Keep me searchin' for a	heart of	gold,

	D	Em
You keep me searchin' and I'm	growin'	old.

	D	Em
Keep me searchin' for a	heart of	gold,

	G	C	Bm	Am	G
I've been a miner for a	heart of gold	.

322. Are You Ready For The Country

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	A	G	F	D

	G	F	D
	Slipping and slidin and playin	domi	noes,

	G	F	D
	Lefting and then righting; it's not a	crime you	know.

	A	G	F	G
You	gotta tell your story	boy, before it's	time to	go.

	G	F	G
Are you	ready for the country because it's	time to	go?

	G	F	G
Are you	ready for the country because it's	time to	go?

	A	G	F	D

I was talkin' to the preacher - said God was on my side.

Then I ran into the hangman - he said "it's time to die."

You gotta tell your story boy You know the reason why.

Are you ready for the Country - because it's time to go?

	A	G	F	D	\|:	G	F	D	:\|

323. Old Man

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	F	D	F	D

	F	D
	Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like	you were.

	F	D
	Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like	you were.

	C	G	D	F	C	F

	D	F	C	G
	Old man	look at my life,	twenty four and there's	so much more.

	D	F	C	F
	Live alone in a	paradise that	makes me think of two.

	D	F	C	G
	Love lost,	such a cost,	give me things that	don't get lost.

	D	C	F	G
	Like a coin that	won't get tossed,	rolling home to you.

	D	Am7	Em7

	D	Am7	Em7
	Old man take a look at my life, I'm a	lot like	you.

	D	Am7	Em7
	I need someone to love me the	whole day	through.

	D	Am7	Em7
	Oh, one look in my eyes and you can	tell that's	true.

	D	F	C	G	D	F	C	F

	D	F	C	G
	Lullabys,	look in your eyes,	run around the	same old town.

	D	F	C	F
	doesn't mean that	much to me - to	mean that much to you.

	D	F	C	G
	I've been	first and last,	look at how the	time goes past.

	D	C	F	G
	But I'm all a	lone at last,	rolling home to you.

	D	Am7	Em7

	D	Am7	Em7
	Old man take a look at my life, I'm a	lot like	you.

	D	Am7	Em7
	I need someone to love me the	whole day	through.

	D	Am7	Em7
	Oh, one look in my eyes and you can	tell that's	true.

	D	F	C	G	D	F	C	F	D

	F	D
	Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like	you were.

	F	D
	Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like	you were.

	F	C	G	D

324. There's A World

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	E7	D#M7	C	D
	There's a	world you're	living	in,

	E7	D#M7	C	D
	No one	else has	your	part.

	E7	D#M7	C	D
	All God's	children	in the	wind,

	E7	D#M7	C	D
	Take it	in and	blow	hard.

	D#	Gm
	Look around you	has it found you

	D#	C
	Walking down the	avenue?

	D#	Gm
	See what it brings	could be good things

	D#	C
	In the air for	you

We are leaving. We are gone.

Come with us to all alone.

Never worry. Never moan.

We will leave you all alone.

In the mountains, in the cities,

you can see the dream.

Look around you. Has it found you?

Is it what it seems?

There's a world you're living in

No one else has your part

All God's children in the wind

Take it in and blow hard.

	\|:	E	D#	C	D	:\|

325. Alabama

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	F	G	Em7	F	G	F	C	F	G	Em7

	F	G	Em7	F	G	F	C
	O	h Ala	bama;	the devil	fools with the	best laid	plans.

	F	G	Em7
	Swing	low,	Alabama,

	F	D
	You got spare change,	you got to feel strange,

	E	F	G
	And now the moment	is all that	it meant.

	Am7
	Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders

	C	D
That's	breaking your	back.

	Am7
Your	cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch

	C	D
And a	wheel on the	track.

Oh Alabama, Banjos playing through the broken glass

Windows down in Alabama.

See the old folks tied in white ropes

Hear the banjo; don't it take you down home?

Oh Alabama; can I see you and shake your hand.

Make friends down in Alabama.

I'm from a new land

I come to you and see all this ruin

What are you doin'?

	Am7
	Alabama,

	C	D
You got the rest of the union to	help you a	long

	Am7	F	G	Em7
What's	goin' wrong?			(hold)

326. The Needle and the Damage Done

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

	D	DaddC	Em7	Gm+Bb	C	F	Esus4	E

	D	DaddC
	I caught you knocking at my	cellar door,

	Em7	Gm+Bb
	I love you baby can I	have some more

	C	F	Esus4	E
	Oh	oh the damage	done

I hit the city and I lost my van

I watched the needle take another man

Gone, gone, the damage done

I sing the song because I love the man

I know that some of you don't understand

Milk blood to keep from running out

I've seen the needle and the damage down

A little part of it in everyone

Every junky's like a setting sun

I caught you knocking at my cellar door,

I love you baby can i have some more

Oh-oh the damage done

I hit the city and i lost my van

I watched the needle take another man

Gone, gone, the damage done

I sing the song because i love the man

I know that some of you don't understand

Milk blood to keep from running out

I've seen the needle and the damage down

A little part of it in everyone

Every junky's like a setting sun

327. Words Between the Lines of Age

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

|:

Am

F

G

Em

:|

|:

Am

F

G

Em

:|

	Am	F
	Someone and someone were	down by the pond

	G	Am
	Lookin' for somethin' to	plant in the lawn.

	Am	F
	Out in the fields they were	turnin' the soil

	G	Am
I'm	sittin' here hopin' this	water will boil

	Am	F
When I	look through the window and	out on the road

	G	Am
They're	bringin' me presents and	saying hello.

	Am	F	G	Am
Singing	Words	words be	tween the lines of	age.

	Am	F	G	Am
	Words	words be	tween the lines of	age.

|:

Am

F

G

Em

:|

|:

Am

F

G

Em

:|

If I was a junkman sellin' you cars,

Washin' your windows and shinin' your stars,

Thinkin' your mind was my own in a dream

What would you wonder and how would it seem?

Livin' in castles a bit at a time

The King started laughin' and talkin' in rhyme.

Singing Words, Words between the lines of age

|:

Am

F

G

Em

:|

|:

Am

F

G

Em

:|

328. From Hank to Hendrix

Neil Young / Neil Young: Harvest Moon (1992)

G

Bm

C

Am

Em

G

C

Am

	G	Bm	C	Am
	From Hank to	Hendrix, I	walked these streets with	you.

	Em	G	C	Am
	Here I am with this	old guitar,	doing what I	do.

	G	Bm	C	Am
	I always ex	pected that	you would see me	through.

	Em	G	C	Am	G
	I never believed in	much, but	I believed in	you.

	F	C	G
	Can we get it together, can we	still stand side by	side.

	F	C	G
	Can we make it last,	like a musical	ride?

	G	Bm	C	Am
	From Marilyn to	Madonna, I	always loved your	smile,

	Em	G	C	Am
	Now we're headed for the	big divorce,	California	style.

	G	Bm	C	Am
	I found myself	singin'	like a long lost	friend

	Em	G	C	Am	G
	The same thing that	makes you live can	kill you in the	end.

	F	C	G
	Can we get it together, can we	still stand side by	side.

	F	C	G
	Can we make it last,	like a musical	ride?

harp solo:

G

Bm

C

Am

Em

G

C

Am

	G	Bm	C	Am
	Sometimes it's dis	torted	not clear to	you.

	Em	G	C	Am
	Sometimes the	beauty of love just	comes ringin'	through.

	G	Bm	C	Am
	New glass in the	window,	new leaf on the	tree,

	Em	G	C	Am	G
	new distance	between us	you and	me.

	F	C	G
	Can we get it together, can we	still stand side by	side.

	F	C	G
	Can we make it last,	like a musical	ride?

329. My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue)

Neil Young & Jeff Blackburn / Neil Young & Crazy Horse: Rust Never Sleeps (1978)

	Am	G	Fmaj7	Am	G	Fmaj7

	Am	G	Fmaj7	Am	G	Fmaj7
	My	My, Hey	Hey -	Rock and	roll is here to	stay.

	C	G	Am	F	Am	G	Fmaj7
	It's better to	burn out than to	fade a	way -	My	My, Hey	Hey.

	Am	G	Fmaj7
	Out of the	blue and into the	black.

	Am	G	Fmaj7
	They give you	this, but you pay for	that.

	C	G	Am	F
	And once you're	gone you can	never come	back.

	Am	G	Fmaj7
When you're	out of the	blue And into the	black.

solo:

Am

G

Fmaj7

Am

G

Fmaj7

C

G

Am

F

Am

G

Fmaj7

	Am	G	Fmaj7
	The king is	gone but he's not for	gotten.

	Am	G	Fmaj7
	Is this the	story of Johnny	Rotten?

	C	G	Am	F
	It's better to	burn out than it	is to	rust.

	Am	G	Fmaj7
	The king is	gone but he's not for	gotten.

	Am	G	Fmaj7	Am	G	Fmaj7
	Hey	Hey, My	My -	Rock and	roll will never	die.

	C	G	Am	F	Am	G	Fmaj7
	There's more to the	picture than	meets the	eye -	Hey	Hey, My	My.

330. Helpless

Neil Young / Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young: Déjà Vu (1970)

	Intro:		D	A	G	D	A	G

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	There is a	town in north On	tario	With dream	comfort memory to	spare,

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	And in my	mind I	still need a place to go,	All	my changes were	there.

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	Blue, blue	windows behind the	stars,	Yellow	moon on the	rise.

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	Big birds	flying across the	sky	Throwing sha	dows on our	eyes.

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	Ba	by can you hear me	now?	The	chains are locked and	tied across the door.

	D	A	G
	Ba	by, sing	with me somehow!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

Solo

	D	A	G	D	A	G

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	Blue, blue	windows behind the	stars,	Yellow	moon on the	rise.

	D	A	G	D	A	G
	Big birds	flying across the	sky	Throwing sha	dows on our	eyes.

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less!

	D	A	G
	Helpless,	helpless, help	less...

331. Cowgirl In The Sand

Neil Young

	\|:	Am	F	:\|

	Am	F	Am
	Hello cowgirl in the	sand, hello cowgirl in the	sand.

	F
Is this place at your com	mand?

	C	G	Fmaj7	G	C	G	Fmaj7	G
	Can I	stay here	for a while	?	Can I	see your	sweet, sweet	smile?

	Dm	Em	C	F	Dm	Em	C	F
	Old	enough, now, to	change your	name when	so many	love you, is	it the	same?

	Dm	C	F	C	E7	A
It's the	woman in you that makes you want to	play this	game

	Am	F	Am
	Hello ruby in the	dust, hello ruby in the	dust.

	F
Has your band begun to	rust?

	C	G	Fmaj7	G	C	G	Fmaj7	G
	After	all the	sin we've	had	I was	hoping that	we'd turn	back

	Dm	Em	C	F	Dm	Em	C	F
	Old	enough, now, to	change your	name when	so many	love you, is	it the	same?

	Dm	C	F	C	E7	A
It's the	woman in you that makes you want to	play this	game

	Am	F	Am
	Hello, woman of my	dreams. hello woman of my	dreams

	F
Is it not the way it	seems?

	C	G	Fmaj7	G	C	G	Fmaj7	G
	Purple	words on a	gray back	ground,	to be a	woman and to	be turned	down

	Dm	Em	C	F	Dm	Em	C	F
	Old	enough, now, to	change your	name when	so many	love you, is	it the	same?

	Dm	C	F	C	E7	A
It's the	woman in you that makes you want to	play this	game

	E7	A	\|:	Am	F	:\|

332. In the Year 2525 (Exordium & Terminus)

Rick Evans / Zager & Evans (1968)

	Em	D
	In the year 25-25,	if a man is still alive

	C	B7
	If woman can survive they may	find

	Em	D
	In the year 35-35,	ain't gonna need to tell the truth tell no lies;

	C	B7
	Everything you think, do and say	is in the pill you took today.

In the year 45-45, ain't gonna need no teeth won't need your eyes.

You won't find a thing to chew nobody's gonna look at you.

In the year 55-55 your arms are hanging limp at your side.

Your legs got nothing to do, some machines doin' that for you.

	Fm	Eb
	In the year 65-65	ain't gonna need no husband won't need no wife.

	C#	C7
	You'll pick your sons pick your daughters too	from the bottom of a long glass tube.

In the year 75-10 if god is comin' he oughta make it by then.

Maybe he'll look around himself and say: "Now it's time for the judgement day!"

In the year 85-10 god is gonna shake his mighty hand.

He'll either say: I'm pleased where man has been! Or tear it down and start again!

	F#m	E
	In the year 95-95	I'm kind a wond'ring if man is still alive.

	D	C#7
	He's taken everything this old earth could give	and he ain't put back nothin'!

Now it's been ten thousand years man has cried a billion tears.

For what he never knew now man reign is through!

But through eternal night the twinklin' of starlight

so very far away maybe it's only yesterday.

	F#m
	In the year 25-25...

333. Bobby Brown

Frank Zappa / Frank Zappa: Sheik Yerbouti (1979)

	C	Am
	Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown - They	say I'm the cutest boy in town.

	Dm7	G7
My	car is fast, my teeth is shiney - I	tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie.

	C	Am
	Here I am at a famous school - I'm	dressin' sharp 'n' I'm acting cool.

	Dm7	G7
I got a	cheerleader here - wants to help with my paper -	Let her do all the work 'n' maybe later I'll rape her.

	F	Em	Am
Oh	God I am the American dream, I	do not think I'm	too extreme.

	Dm7	G	G7	G
An' I'm a	handsome sonofa	bitch - I'm	gonna get a good job'n' be real rich! (	get a good, get a good ...)

	C	Am
	Women's liberation came	creepin' all across the nation;

	Dm7	G7
I	tell you people, I was not ready when I	fucked that dyke by the name of Freddie.

	C	Am
She	made a little speech then - aaw, she	tried to make me say when.

	Dm7	G7
She had my	balls in a vice, but she left the dick I	guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick.

	F	Em	Am
Oh	God I am the American dream, But	now I smell like	Vaseline.

	Dm7	G	G7	G
An' I'm a	miserable sonofa	bitch - Am I a	boy or a lady? I don't know which! (	I wonder, wonder ...)

	C	Am
So I	went out'n' bought me a leisure suit I	jingle my change, but I'm still kinda' cute

	Dm7	G7
Got a	job doin' radio promo an'	none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo

	C	Am
E	ventually me'n' a friend sorta	drifted along into S and M

	Dm7	G7
I can	take about an hour on the tower of power	long as I get's little golden shower

	F	Em	Am
Oh	God I am the American dream - With a	spindle up my butt till it	makes me scream

	Dm7	G	G7
An' I'll do	anything to get a	head - I	lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred"

	F	Em	Am
Oh	God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic!	Thanks to Freddie, I'm a	sexual spastic

	\|:		Dm7	G	G		:\|
		And my	name is Bobby	Brown -	Watch me now; I'm goin' down

334. Hallelujah

Leonard Cohen / Jeff Buckley

Intro

	C	Am	C	Am

	C	Am	C	Am
Well, I	heard there was a	secret chord, That	David played, and it	pleased the Lord

	F	G	C	G
But	you don't really	care for music,	do ya?

	C	F	G	Am	F
Well, it	goes like this: the	fourth, the	fifth, The	minor fall and the	major lift,

	G	E	Am
The	baffled king com	posing Halle	lujah

	F	Am	F	C	G	C
Halle	lujah, Halle	lujah, Halle	lujah, Halle	lu		jah

Well, your faith was strong, but you needed proof, You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya

And she tied you to her kitchen chair, And she broke your throne and she cut your hair,

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well, baby, I've been here before, I've seen this room and I've walked this floor

You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya

And I've seen your flag on the marble arch, And love is not a victory march,

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well, there was a time when you let me know - What's really going on below,

But now you never show that to me, do ya?

But remember when I moved in you, And the holy dove was moving too

And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well, maybe there is a God above - But all I've ever learned from love,

Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya.

And it's not a cry that you hear at night; It's not somebody who's seen the light,

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah...

Cadd9

Dsus4

335. Talkin' 'Bout A Revolution

Tracy Chapman: Tracy Chapman (1988)

	G	Cadd9	D	Dsus4	G	Cadd9	D	Dsus4
	Don't you	know -	They're talkin' about	a revolu	tion (It	sounds -	like	a whisper).

	G	Cadd9	D	Dsus4	G	Cadd9	D	Dsus4
	Don't you	know -	They're talkin' about	a revolu	tion (It	sounds -	like	a whisper).

While they're standing in the welfare lines

Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation

Wasting time in the enemployment lines

Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don't you know - They're talkin' about a revolution (It sounds - like a whisper).

Poor people gonna rise up - And get their share.

Poor people gonna rise up - And take what's theirs.

Don't you know - You better Run, run, run, run, ...

Oh I said - You better - Run, run, run, run, ...

Cause Finally the tables are starting to turn - Talking about a revolution

Yes, Finally the tables are starting to turn - Talking about a revolution, oh no.

Talking about a revolution, oh no.

While they're standing in the welfare lines

Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation

Wasting time in unemployment lines

Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution (It sounds - like a whisper).

And finally the tables are starting to turn - Talking about a revolution.

Yes, Finally the tables are starting to turn - Talking about a revolution, oh no.

Talking about a revolution, oh no. Talking about a revolution, oh no!

336. At this Point in my Life

David Ribeiro / Tracy Chapman: A Living Legend (1995)

	D	A
	Done so many things wrong I don't know if I can do right	Oh I, Oh I've

D

A

D

F#m

D

A

D

F#m

D

A

D

A

Done so many things wrong I don't know if I can do right

	A
	At this point in my life

	D	F#m	D
I've	done so many things wrong	I don't know if I can do	right

	A	D	F#m
If you p	ut your trust in me I hope I	won't let you down

	D	A
If you give me a chance	I'll try

	F#m	D	A	E
You see it's been a	hard road,		the road I'm	traveling on

	F#m	D	A	E
And if I	take your hand		I might lead you down the	path to ruin

	F#m	D	A	F#m
I've had a	hard life		I'm just saying it so you'll	understand

	D	E
That	right now, right now, I'm	doing the best I can

	A	D	A	D
At	this point in my life	- At	this point in my life

	D	F#m
Although I've	mostly walked in the shadows

	D
I'm still searching for the	light

	A
Won't you	put your faith in me

	D	F#m
We both know	that's what matters

	D	A
If you give me a chance	I'll try

	F#m	D	A	E
You see I've been	climbing stairs		but mostly	stumbling down

	F#m	D	A	E
I've been	reaching high		always	losing ground

	F#m	D	A	F#m
You see I've	conquered hills		but I still have	mountains to climb

	D	E
And	right now right now I'm	doing the best I can

	A	D	A
At	this point in my life

	A
	Before we take a step

	D
Before we walk down that path

Before I make any promises

	F#m
Before you have regrets

Before we talk commitment

Let me tell you of my past

	D
	All I've seen and all I've done

	E
The t	hings I'd like to forget

	A	D
	At this point in my life

	A	D
	At this point in my life

	D	F#m
I'd like to	live as if only love mattered

	F#m	D
	As if redemption was in	sight

	A
As if the	search to live honestly

	D	F#m
Is all that	anyone needs

	D	A
No matter if you	find it

	F#m	D	A
You see when I've	touched the sky

	E
The earth's gravity has	pulled me down

	F#m	D	A
But	now I've recon	ciled that in this world

	E
Birds and angels get the	wings to fly

	F#m	D	A
If you can be	lieve in this	heart of mine

	E
If you can	give it a try

	D
Then I'll	reach inside and find and give you

	E
All the	sweetness that I have

	A
At	this point in my life

	D	A
At	this point in my life

337. Layla

Eric Clapton

	Intro:	Dm	Bb	C	Dm

Solo

	C#m	G#m
	What will you do when you get	lonely,

	C#m	C	D	E
	with nobody	waiting	by your	side?

	F#m	B	E	A
	You've been	running and	hiding much too	long.

	F#m	B	E	A2
	You know, it's	just your foolish	pride.

	Dm	Bb	C	Dm
Lay	la,	you	got me on my	knees.

	Dm	Bb	C	Dm
Lay	la,	I’m	begging darling	please.

	Dm	Bb	C	Dm	A		C
Lay	la,		darling, won't you ease my worried	mind?

Tried to give you consolation;

Your old man won't let you down.

Like a fool, I fell in love with you;

Turned the whole world upside down.

Layla, you got me on my knees...

Let's make the best of the situation,

before I finally go insane.

Please don't say we'll never find a way

and tell me all my love's in vain.

Layla, you got me on my knees...

Solo

Layla, you got me on my knees...

Outro

G+
²

Am-

338. Old Love

R. Cray / Eric Clapton: Unplugged (1992)

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Am7

F/Dm7

G+

G

I can feel your body

When I'm lying in bed

	Am7		Dm7	G+	G	Am7		F/Dm7	G+	G
			There's too much con	fusi	on			Going around	through my head

	F	E7	Am	Am-		Am7		D7
	And it makes me so angry	- To know that the flame still	burns

	F	E7	F	E7
	Why can't I get over?	- When will I ever	learn

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Old

love,

leave me

alone

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Old

love,

go on

home

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Am7

F/Dm7

G+

G

I can see your face

-

But I know that it's not real

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Am7

F/Dm7

G+

G

It's just an illusion

-

Caused by how I used to feel

	F	E7	Am	Am-		Am7		D7
	And it makes me so angry	- To know that the flame will always	burn

	F	E7	F	E7
	I'll never get over	- I know now that I'll never	learn

Am7

Dm7

G+

G

Dm7

G+

G

Old

love,

leave me alone

	Am7	G+		G		Am7	Dm7		G+		G
Old	love,				go on	home

339. Running On Faith

Lynn Williams / Eric Clapton: Unplugged (1992)

Intro e---------------------------------/10--------------|-----------------------------------------------------|--------------------| B-(8)/12~-\10~--\8~~----8-------------12-----------|----------------------------/8-----------------------|--------------------| G--------------------/9---9--7-----------12~-12~/9~|-9-9~-(9)/10~-10-9-------/9----11-9-7~-7~/1-/12-0/12-|-0~/12~-12~-\11-\10~| D------------------------------9~------------------|-------------------10--------------------------------|--------------------| A--------------------------------------------------|----------------------10~----------------------------|--------------------| E--------------------------------------------------|-----------------------------------------------------|--------------------| Solo E----------------------------------------------------12-10-|-10~-/7-7-6-5~-----------------------------------------|----------| b-/12~-12-12~--/15-15~-15/-\8~-------8-10-12~~-12-12-------|---------------------/8----------------------10--------|----------| g------------------------------/7-/9-----------------------|---------------/7~-/9---9--7--/5~--9-9-9~-11----11-9-7~|-7/-0-/12~| d----------------------------------------------------------|-------------------------------------------------------|----------| a----------------------------------------------------------|-------------------------------------------------------|----------| E----------------------------------------------------------|-------------------------------------------------------|----------|

	G	D/F#	Em	D/F#
	Lately I've been	running on	faith,

	G	D/F#	Em	G7
	What else can a	poor boy	do?

	C	D	G	C	D	D7
But my	world will be right	- When Love comes over	me.

	G	D/F#	Em	D/F#
	Lately I've been	talking in my	sleep

	G	D/F#	Em	G7
	I can't imaging what I'd	have to	say

	C	D	G	C	G	G7
Except my	world wouldn't be right	- When Love comes back your	way.

	C	B7	Em	G7	C	C/B
	I've always	been -	One to	take each and every	day.

	A	C	D	D7
	Seems like by now - I find a love who	cares, cares just for	me.

	G	D/F#	Em	D/F#
	Then we'd go	running on	faith,

	G	D/F#	Em	G7
	All of our	dreams would come	true.

	C	D	G	C	D	D7
And our	world will be right	- When Love comes over	me.

Solo

	C	B7	Em	G7	C	C/B
	I've always	been -	One to	take each and every	day.

	A	C	D	D7
	Seems like by now - I find a love who	cares, cares just for	me.

	G	D/F#	Em	D/F#
	Then we'd go	running on	faith

	G	D/F#	Em	G7
	All of our	dreams would come	true

	C	D	F	C	break	F
And our	world will be right	- When Love comes over me with	you.

	\|:	G	F	C	F	:\|
		Love comes over	me - for	you.

340. San Francisco Bay Blues

Jesse Fuller / Eric Clapton: Unplugged (1992)

	C	F	C	C7
Got the	Blues from my Baby hangin	out by the Frisco	Bay

	F	F	C	C7
	Ocean Liner come and	took her so far aw	ay

	F	G#dim
	Didn't mean to treat her so	bad,

	C	B	Bb	A
She was the	Best gal I	ever	had	had,

	D
	Said Goodbye, like to make me cry,

	G
	Wanna lay down my head and die,

	C	F	C	C7
Well I	ain't got a nickel and I	ain't got a lousy	dime,

	F	E	E7
She	don't come back, I think I'm gonna lose my	mind,

	F	G#dim	C	B	Bb	A
If she	ever come back to	stay, It's gonna	be another	brand	new	day,

	D	G	C	G
	Walkin with my baby down the	south of San Francisco	Bay.

Bridge

	C	F	C	C	F	C	C7
	Sittin down	on the	back porch,	don't know which-a	way to	go,

	F	F	F	C
	Thinkin bout that	woman of mine, she don't	love me any	mo.

	F	G#dim	C	B	Bb	A
	Think I'm gonna take a	freight train,	cause I'm	feel	in	blue,

	D	D	G
	Gonna ride it to the	end of the line,	thinkin only bout you,

	C	F	C	C	F	C	C7
Meanw	hile in an	other	city,	just about to	go ins	ane,

	F	F	E	E7
	Think I hear a	woman's voice the way you	used to call my	name,

	F	G#dim	C	B	Bb	A
If she	ever come back to	stay, it's gonna	be another	brand	new	day,

	D	G	C	B	Bb	A
	Walking with my baby down the	south of San Franciso	Bay

	D	G	C
	Walking with my baby down the	south of San Franciso	Bay

341. Tears in Heaven

Eric Clapton

Intro:

	A		E		F#m		D		E		A

	A	E	F#m	A
	Would you	know my	name,

	D	A	E
	if I	saw you in	heaven.

	A	E	F#m
	Would it	be the	same,

	D	A	E
	if I	saw you in	heaven.

	F#m	C	Em	F#
	I must be	strong	and carry	on

	Bm	E	A
Cause I	know I don’t	belong here in	heaven

	A		E		F#m		D		E		A

Would you hold my hand,

if I saw you in heaven.

Would you help me stand,

if I saw you in heaven.

I'll find my way through night and day

'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven.

Bridge:

	C	G/H	Am
	Time can	bring you	down.

	D	G	F#m, Em7, F#m
Time can	bend you	knees.

	C	G/H	Am
	Time can	break your	heart.

	D	G	F#m	E
Have you	beggin'	please,	beggin'	please.

Solo

Beyond the door, there's peace I'm sure

And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven

Would you know my name...

'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven

342. Wonderful Tonight

Eric Clapton

	\|:	G	D	C	D	C	G	:\|

	G	D
	It's late in the	evening,

	C	D
	she's wondering what	clothes to wear.

	G	D
	She puts on her	make up

	C	D
And	brushes her	long blond hair,

	C	D	G	G/F#	Em
and	than she	asks me "	Do I	look al	right?"

	C	D	G
And I say "	Yes, you look	wonderful to	night."

	D	C	D	\|:	G	D	C	D	C	G	:\|

We're going to a party, and every man turns to see,

this beautiful lady, who's walking around with me.

And than she asks me "Do you feel alright?"

And I say "Yes, I feel wonderful to night."

Bridge:

	C	D	G	Em
I feel	wonderful be	cause I see the	love light in your	eyes,

	C	D	C	D
and the	wonder of it	all is that you	just don't rea	lize

	G
How much I love	you.

	G	D	C	D	C	G

Solo

It's time to go home now, and I've got an acheing head.

So I give her the car key, and she helps me to bed.

And than I tell her, As I turn out the light,

I say: "My darling, you were wonderful tonight."

	G	D	C	D	C	G

343. Wild West End

Mark Knopfler / Dire Straits: Dire Straits (1978)

	4x	D	D	Em7	G	D	D	Em7	G
						Steppin' out to	Angellucci's,	for my coffee beans

	D	D	Em7	G
	checking out the	movies,	and the magazines

	D	D	Em7	G
	waitress she	watches me,	crossing from the Barocco bar

	D	D	Em7	G
	I'm getting a	pickup,	for my	steel guitar

	D	D	Em7	G
I saw you	walking out,		Shaftsbury	Avenue

	D	D	Em7	G
	excuse me	talking, I wanna		marry you

	D	D	Em	G
	this is	seventh heaven street to me,	don't you be so	proud

	D	D	Em7	G
	You're just another	angel,		in the crowd.

	D	D	Em7	G			D	D	Em7	G
And I'm	walking in the	wild west end			-		Walking in the	wild west end

	D	D	Em7	G	Am	G	F	D	C	D
	Walking with your	wild best friend

Now my conductress on the number nineteen, she was a honey (she was a honey)

pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money

greasy greasy greasy hair, easy smile

made me feel nineteen, for awhile

and I went down to Chinatown

in the backroom it's a man's world, all the money go down

Duck inside the doorway, duck to eat

just ain't no way, you and me, we can't beat

And I'm walking in the wild west end - Walking in the wild west end

Walking with your wild best friend

Now the gogo dancing girl, yes I saw her

the deejay, he say, "Here's Mandy for Ya"

I feel all right to have seen her do that stuff

She's dancing high, I move on by, the close-ups can get rough

when you're walking in the wild west end - walking in the wild west end

	3x	Am	G	F	D	C	D
Walking with your wild best friend

344. We Didn't Start The Fire

Billy Joel / Billy Joel: Storm Front (1989)

RIFF: G D Am C e---------------------------------------------| B-------8-10-12---8-10-12-10-8---8-10-12-10-8-| G-7-7-9---------9--------------9--------------| D---------------------------------------------| A---------------------------------------------| E---------------------------------------------|

	Riff

	G	D	Am	C
	Harry Truman, Doris Day,	Red China, Johnnie Ray,	South Pacific, Walter Winchell,	Joe DiMaggio.

	G	D	Am	C	riff
	Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon,	Studebaker, television,	North Korea, South Korea,	Marilyn Monroe	.

	G	D	Am	C
	Rosenbergs, H-bomb,	Sugar Ray, Panmunjom,	Brando, 'The King and I'	and 'The Catcher in the Rye'.

	G	D	Am	C
	Eisenhower, vaccine,	England's got a new queen,	Marciano, Liberace,	Santayana goodbye.

	G	D	Am	C
	We didn't start the	fire: It was	always burning since the	world's been turning!

	G	D	Am	C
	We didn't start the	fire: No we	didn't light it - but we	tried to fight it!

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev; Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc.

Roy Kahn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron, Dien Bien Phu falls, 'Rock Around the Clock'.

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team, Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland.

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev, Princess Grace, 'Peyton Place', trouble in the Suez.

We didn't start the fire...

	Am	Em	Am	D
	Little Rock, Pasternak,	Mickey Mantle, Kerouac,	Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, '	Bridge on the River Kwai'.

	Am	Em	Am	D
	Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle,	California baseball,	Starkweather homicides,	children of Thalidomide.

Buddy Holly, 'Ben Hur', space monkey, Mafia, Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go.

U-2, Syngman Rhee, Payola and Kennedy, Chubby Checker, 'Psycho', Belgians in the Congo.

We didn't start the fire...

Hemingway, Eichmann, 'Stranger in a Strange Land', Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion.

'Lawrence of Arabia', British Beatlemania, Ole' Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson.

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex, JFK blown away, what else do I have to say:

We didn't start the fire...

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again, Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock.

Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline, Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan.

'Wheel of Fortune',Sally Ride,Heavy Metal suicide,foreign debts,homeless vets,AIDS,crack,Bernie Goetz.

	Am	n.c.
Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law,	Rock-	and-roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore.

	G	D	Am	C
	We didn't start the	fire: But when	we are gone will it	still burn on, and on, and on, and on, ...

We didn't start the fire...

345. Time After Time

Cindy Lauper

Intro:

	\|:	Fmaj7	G	Em	Fmaj7	:\|

	Dm	C	Dm	C	Dm	C	Dm	C
	Ly -	ing in	bed I	hear the	clock	tick and	think of	you.

	Dm	C	Dm	C	Dm	C	Dm	C
	Caught	up in	cir -	cles	confu	sion is	nothing	new.

	F	G	Em	F	G	Em
	Flash	backs,	warm	nights. Almost	left be	hind

	F	G	Em	F	F	G	F
	Suit	case of	memor	ies,	time af	ter	...

Sometimes you picture me, I'm walking too far ahead.

You're calling to me I can't hear what you've said.

Then you say go slow, I fall behind.

The second hand unwinds.

	G	Am7	F	G	F
If you're	lost you can look and you	will find me.	Time	after	time.

	G	Am7	F	G	C
If you	fall I will catch you I'll	be waiting.	Time	after	time.

If you're lost you can look and you will find me. Time after time.

If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting. Time after time.

After my picture fades and darkness has turned to grey.

Watching through windows, you're wondering if I'm O.K.

Secrets stolen from deep inside. The drum beats out of time.

If you're lost...

You said go slow, I fall behind. The second hand unwinds.

If you're lost...

	F	G	C
	Time	after	time. Time after time. Time after time.

346. Cool Change

Glenn Shorrock / Little River Band: First Under the Wire (1979)

Intro (piano w/bass and acoustic guitar):

	A	G/A	D/A	A/C#	D	D/E
\|	/ / / / \| / / / / \|	/ / / / \| / / / / \|	/ / / / \| / / / / \|	/ /	/ / \|	/

	D/E	A	G
	If there's one	thing in my life that's missing - It's the	time that I spend alone

	D/F#	A
	Sailing on the cool and bright clear	water.

	A	G
There's	lots of those friendly people - They're	showing me ways to go;

	D/F#	A
But I	never want to lose their inspi	ration.

	D	A	D	A
	Time	for -	Cool	change!

	D	A	E	A
	I know that it's	time - For a	cool	change!

	D	A	D	A
And	now that my	life -	Is so prear	ranged

	D	A	E	D/E	E
	I know that it's	time for a -	Cool change!

Well, I was born in the sign of water - And it's there that I feel my best.

The albatross and the whales they are my brothers.

It's kind of a special feeling - When you're out on the sea alone,

Staring at the full moon like a lover.

Time for - Cool change! I know that it's...

Bridge:

	C	A
I've	never been romantic - And	sometimes I don't care.

	C	E	A
I	know it may sound selfish - But	let me breathe the air.

Sax solo (verse chords; end as intro)

	D/E	A	G	D/F#	A	G	D/F#	A	A/C#	D	D/E

	D/E	A	G
	If there's one	thing in my life that's missing - It's the	time that I spend alone.

	D	A	D	D/E
	Sailing on the cool and bright clear	water.

	A	G
It's	kind of a special feeling - Out	on the sea alone,

	D/F#	A
	Staring at the full moon like a	lover.

Time for - Cool change! I know that it's...

347. It's a Long Way There

Graeham Goble / Little River Band: Little River Band (1975)

	Gm7	C	Cm	Gm7
	Hey everbody	yeah, don't you	feel that there's something?

	Gm7	C
	People on their own are getting	nowhere,

	Gm7	C
	I am on the road to	see,

	Cm	Bb	D	Dsus4	D	D6
if	anything is anywhere and	waiting, just for	me,

	Gm7	C	Gm7	C
	everynight I walk around the	city,	seems like I'll never	know,

	Cm	Bb	D	Dsus4	D	D6
that	feeling of being to	gether when I	go

	\|:	C	Eb	F	Gm7	:\|
	And it's a	long way there, it's a	long way to	where I'm go	ing

	Gm7	C
	Hey everybody, don't you	feel that there's somethin',

	Cm	Gm7
but you	know in a moment it is	gone,

	Gm7	C
	I live for the day when I can	hear people saying

	Cm	Gm7
that they	know and they care for	everyone

	F	C
but I	feel like I've been here for the	whole of my life,

	Gm7
never knowing	home

	Gm7	C		Bb		Gm7	C		Bb
	It's a long way,					it's a long, long, long way there

	Gm7	C		Bb		Gm7	C		Bb
	I'm gonna keep on tryin',					I'm gonna keep on tryin' yeah,

	Gm7	C		Bb		Gm7	C	-	Eb	–	F
	I'm gonna keep on tryin',					I'm gonna keep on tryin', yea	h

	Gm7	C	Gm7	C
	Been away from home for such a	long time,	and got to know this	town,

	Cm	Bb	D	-	Dsus4	–	D*	-	D6
but	I don't seem to matter much to	anyone, who's ar	ou	nd	,

is there anybody around ?

	Gm7	C	Gm7	C
	Everynight I walk around the	city,	seems like I'll never	know,

	Cm	Bb	D	-	Dsus4	–	D*	-	D6
the	feeling of being to	gether when I	go

	\|:	C	Eb	F	Gm7	:\|
	And it's a	long way there, it's a	long way to	where I'm go	ing

	\|	Gm7		C	\|	Gm7		C	\|

	Gm7	C	Gm7	C
	Everybody knows it’s a	long way there -	Oh, everybody knows it’s a	long way there

	Gm7	C	Gm7	C
	Ooh, it’s a	long way -	Travelin’ around starts getting me down, and I	know, I know

	Gm7	C	Gm7	C
	it's a long, long way	there -	it's a long, long way	there

	\|:	Gm	C	Cm	Gm	:\|
		Hey everbody ye	ah, don't you	feel that there's something,	feel it, feel it

	\|	Gm7		C	\|	Gm7		C	\|

348. Nothing Else Matters

Metallica

	Em	G	D	Cadd2	Em	G	D	Cadd2
	So	close no matter	how far	-	Couldn't	be much more	from the heart

	Em	G	D	Cadd2	G	B7	Em
	For	ever trusting	who we are	-	And	nothing else	matters

Never opened myself this way - Life is ours, we live it our way.

All these words I don't just say - And nothing else matters.

Trust I seek and I find in you - Everyday for us something new.

Open mind for a different view - And nothing else matters.

	C	A	D	C	A	D	C	A	D	Em
			Never cared for what they	do -		Never cared for what they	know -		but I	know.

So close no matter how far - Couldn't be much more from the heart.

Forever trusting who we are - And nothing else matters.

Never cared for what they do - Never cared for what they know - but I know.

Solo

Never opened myself this way - Life is ours, we live it our way.

All these words I don't just say - And nothing else matters.

Trust I seek and I find in you - Everyday for us something new.

Open mind for a different view - And nothing else matters.

Bridge:

Never cared for what they say - Never cared for games they played -

Never cared for what they do - Never cared for what they know -

but I know...

Solo

So close no matter how far - Couldn't be much more from the heart.

Forever trusting who we are - And nothing else matters.

G7sus4

349. The Rose

Amanda McBroom / Bette Midler: The Rose (1980)

	Intro:	C	G		F		G		C

	C	G	F	G	C
Some say	love it is a	river that	drowns the ten	der	reed,

	C	G7	F	G	C
Some say	love it is a	razor that	leeds your	soul to	bleed.

	Em	Am7	F	G7sus4		G7
Some say	love it is a	hunger an	endless aching	need,

	G7	C	G	F	G	C
	I say	love it is a	flower and	you it's	only	seed.

	C	G	F	G	C
It's the	heart afraid of	breaking that	never	learns to	dance,

	G	F	G	C
It's the dream afraid of	waking but	never	takes the	chance.

	Em	Am7	F	G7sus4		G7
It's the	one who won't be	taken who	cannot seem to	give,

	C	G	F	G	C
And the	soul afraid of	dying that	never	learns to	live

	C	G	F	G	C
When the	night has been too	lonely and the	road has	been too	long,

	C	G	F	G	C
And you	think that love is	only for the	lucky	and the	strong.

	Em	Am7	F	G7sus4		G7
Just	remember in the	winter, far	beneath the bitter	snows,

	C	G	F	G	(n.c.)	C
Lies the	seed that with the	sun's love in the	spring	bec	omes the	rose.

350. Where the Wild Roses Grow

Nick Cave / Kylie Minogue & Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds (1995)

	Em	A5	Em
He	called me the wild	ro-	ose

	G	B
But my	name was Elisa	Day.

	Em	A5	Em
Why he	called me that I do not	kno-	ow

	Em	D5	Em
For my	name was	Elisa	Day.

	Em	G
From the	first day I saw her I knew	she was the one

	Em	B
She	stared in my eyes and	smiled.

	Em	G
Her	lips were the colour of the	roses

	Em	B
That	grow down the river all	bloody and wild.

	Em	G
When he	knocked on my door and	entered the room

	Am	B
My	trembling subsided in	his sure embrace.

	Em	G
He would	be my first man and	with a careful hand

	Am	B	B7
He	wiped off the tears that	run down my face.

He called me the wild rose - But my name was Elisa Day.

Why he called me that I do not know - For my name was Elisa Day.

On the second day I brought her a flower

She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen.

I said "Do you know where the wild roses grow

so sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose

He said "Give me your lust and your sorrow."

I nodded my head as I lay on the bed

"If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

He called me the wild rose - But my name was Elisa Day.

Why he called me that I do not know - For my name was Elisa Day.

On the third day he took me to the river

He showed me the roses and we kissed.

And the last thing I heard was a martyr word

As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist.

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow

She lay on the banks the wind light as a thief.

And I kissed her goodbye, said "All beauty must die."

And I leant down and planted a rose between her teeth.

He called me the wild rose - But my name was Elisa Day.

Why he called me that I do not know - For my name was Elisa Day.

351. Don't Look Back in Anger

Noel Gallagher / Oasis: What's the Story Morning Glory (1995)

	C	G	Am
	Slip inside the	eye of your	mind

	E	F	G	C	Am	G
Don't you	know you might fi	nd	A better place to p	lay	/ /	/ /

You said that you'd never been

But all the things that you've seen are gonna fade away

	F	Fm	C
	So I start a revo	lution from my	bed

	F	Fm	C
Cos you	said the brains I	had went to my	head

	F	Fm	C
	Step outside, the	summertime's in	bloom

	G
	Stand up beside the fireplace

	E
	Take that look from off your face

	Am	G	F
Cos	you ain't ever	gonna burn my	heart ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut

	C	G	Am	E	F	G	C	Am	G
	So	Sally can	wait, she	knows it's too	late as we´re w	alking on	by	/ /	/ /

	C	G	Am	E	F	G	C
Her	soul	slides a	way,	but don't look	back in anger	I heard you	say

Take me to the place where you go

Where nobody knows, if it's night or day

Please don't put your life in the hands

of a rock and roll band, who'll throw it all away

So I start a revolution...

So Sally can wait, ...

Guitar Solo

So Sally can wait, ...

	C	G	Am
	My soul s	lides a	way

	F
But don't look	back in anger

	Fm
Don't look	back in anger!

	C
I heard you	say

352. Wonderwall

Noel Gallagher / Oasis: What's the Story Morning Glory (1995)

Capo II. (2. Bund)

Intro: repeat 3x, keep playing in verses

	Em7		G		D4		A7sus2

Today, is gonna be the day that they’re gonna throw it back to you.

By now, you should have somehow realized what you gonna do.

I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now.

	B7sus

Backbeat, the word is on the street, that the fire in heart is out.

I’m sure, you’ve heard it all before, but you never really had a doubt.

I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now.

	C	D	Em
And	all the roads we	have to walk are	winding.

	C	D	Em
And	all the lights that	lead us there are	blinding.

	C	D	G	D4/F#	Em7
	There are many	things that I would	like to	say to	you,

	A7sus2
but I don't know how.

	C9	Em7	G	Em7
Cause	maybe:	You're gonna be the one that	saves me.

	C9	Em7	G	Em7	A7sus2
And	after	all you're my wonder	wall.

Today, is gonna be the day, but they’ll never throw it back to you.

By now, you should have somehow realized what you’re not to do.

I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now.

And all the roads that lead you there are winding.

And all the lights that light the way are blinding.

There are many things that I would like to say to you,

but I don’t know how.

Cause maybe: You're gonna be the one that saves me.

And after all - you're my wonderwall.

I said maybe - You're gonna be the one that saves me.

And after all - you're my wonderwall.

I said maybe - You're gonna be the one that saves me.

And after all - you're my wonderwall.

I said maybe - You're gonna be the one that saves me.

You're gonna be the one that saves me - You're gonna be the one that saves me.

Bsus4

Asus2

353. Free Fallin'

Tom Petty/Tom Petty: Full Moon Fever (1989)

Capo I

	\|:	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4	:\|
	(Intro)	/		/	/

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
She's a	good	girl,	loves	her	mama;

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
Loves	Je	sus and	Ameri	ca	too.

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
She's a	good	girl,	crazy '	bout	Elvis;

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
Loves	hors	es and her	boy -	friend	too.

Intro 1x

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
It's a	long	day	livin'	in Re	seda.

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
There's a	free	way run	nin'	through the	yard.

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
And i'm a	bad	boy, cause I	don't	even	miss her

	E	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4
I'm a	bad	boy for	breakin'	her	heart

	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4	E	Asus2	E	Bsus4
Now I'm	free-	e-	e-	e - free	fall-	i-	i-	in'!

	Asus2	Asus2	E	Bsus4	E	Asus2	E	Bsus4
Yeah I'm	free-	e-	e-	e - free	fall-	i-	i-	in'!

All the vampires walkin' through the valley

Move west down Ventura Boulevard.

All the bad boys are standing in the shadows

And the good girls are home with broken hearts.

Now I'm free - free fall-in'!

Yeah I'm free - free fall-in'!

intro

Free fallin', now I'm, free fallin'.

I wanna glide down over Mulholland.

I wanna write her name in the sky.

Gonna free fall out into nothin'.

Gonna leave this world for a while.

And I'm free - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin.

Free fall-in' - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin.

Yeah I'm free - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin.

Free fall-in' - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin.

354. Learning to Fly

Tom Petty, Jeff Lynne / Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers: Into the Great Wide Open (1991)

	Intro: \|:	F	C	Am	G	:\|

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
Well I	started	out,			down a dirty	road.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
	Started	out			all a	lone.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
And the	sun went	down,		as I	crossed the	hill.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
As the	town lit	up,		the	world got	still.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
I'm	learning to	fly,			but I	ain't got	wings.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
	Coming	down			is the hardest	thing.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
Well the	good ol'	days,		may	not re	turn,

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
And the	rocks may	melt		and the	sea may	burn.

	F	C	Am	G	F	F	Am	G
I'm	learning to	fly,		but I	ain't got	wings.

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
	Coming	down		is the	hardest	thing.

solo

	Am	C	Am	G	Am	C	Am	G
Well	some say	life		will	beat you	down,

	F	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
	Break your	heart,			steal your	crown.

	F	C	Am	G	Am	C	Am	G
So I	started	out,		for	god knows	where.

	Am	C	Am	G	Am	C	Am	G
I	guess I'll	know		when	I get	there.

	Am	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
I'm	learning to	fly,		a	round the	clouds,

	Am	C	Am	G	F	C	Am	G
But	what goes	up			must come	down.

SOLO e-------12-12~/1--------8~---------8---------------------------------------- B----13---------------8------7brb----7-6------------------------------------ G-12----------------9---------------------7br/5-0-5-5-0--------------------- D--------------------------------------------------------------------------- A-------------------------------------------------------5br-3--------------- E-------------------------------------------------------------5-3----------- ~ = vibrato, b|r = bend|release, / = slide 2ND GUITAR e--------------------------------------------------------------------------- B------1---1-----1---1--0--1-0-1----1--1---1----1-----1-0--1-0-1------------ G-2-0----0---0-0---0-------------2-0--0-0-0---0----0------------------------ D--------------------------------------------------------------------------- A--------------------------------------------------------------------------- E---------------------------------------------------------------------------

355. Mary Janes Last Dance

Tom Petty / Tom Petty & the heartbreakers: Greatest Hits (1992)

	Intro:	\|:	Am	G	D	Am	:\|

	Am	G
	She grew up in an	Indiana town,

	D	Am
Had a	good lookin' mama who	never was around.

	Am	G
But she	grew up tall and she	grew up right,

	D	Am	\|:	Am	G	D	Am	:\|
With them	Indiana boys on an	Indiana night.

	Am	G
Well she	moved down here at the	age of eighteen,

	D	Am
She	blew the boys away, it was	more than they'd seen.

	Am	Am
I was intro	duced and we both	started groovin',

	D	Am
She said: "	I dig you baby - but I gotta keep movin' - on, keep	movin' on".

	Em7	A
	Last dance with Mary Jane - One more time to kill the	pain.

	Em7	A	G
	I feel summer creepin' in and I'm Tired of this town a	gain.

Well I don't know, but I've been told,

You never slow down, you never grow old.

I'm tired of screwing up, I'm tired of bein' down.

I'm tired of myself, I'm tired of this town.

Oh my my, oh hell yes,

Honey, put on that party dress.

Buy me a drink, sing me a song,

Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long

There's pidgeons down in Market Square - She's standin' in her underwear.

Lookin' down from a hotel room - Nightfall will be comin' soon.

Oh my my, oh hell yes,

You've got to put on that party dress.

It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone,

I hit the last number, I walked to the road.

There's pidgeons down in Market Square - She's standin' in her underwear.

Lookin' down from a hotel room - Nightfall will be comin' soon.

356. I Won't Back Down

Tom Petty, Jeff Lynne/Tom Petty: Full Moon Ever (1989); Johnny Cash: American III (2000)

	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
Well I	won't	back	down, no I	won't	back	down.

	Em	D	C
You can	stand me	up at the	gates of hell,

	Em	D	G
But I	won't	back	down.

	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
I'm gonna	stand	my	ground, won't be	turned	a-	round.

	Em	D	C
And I'll	keep this w	orld from	draggin' me down,

	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
Gonna	stand	my	ground, and I	won't	back	down.

	C	D	C	D
	Hey	baby,	there ain't no easy way	out!

	C	D	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
	Hey,	I will	stand	my	ground, and I	won't	back	down.

	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
Well I	know	what's	right, and I got	just	one	life.

	Em	D	C
In a	world that	keeps on	pushin' me around,

	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
But I'll	stand	my	ground, and I	won't	back	down.

	C	D	C	D
	Hey	baby,	there ain't no easy way	out!

	C	D	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
	Hey,	I will	stand	my	ground, and I	won't	back	down.

Solo

	\|:	Em	D	G		Em	D	G		:\|

	C	D	C	D
	Hey	baby,	there ain't no easy way	out!

	C	D	Em	D	G	Em	D	G
	Hey,	I will	stand	my	ground, and I	won't	back	down.

	Em	D	G
No, I	won't	back	down.

357. Californication

Red Hot Chillipeppers

	Intro:	Am	F	Am	F

	Am	F
	Psychic spies from china try to	steal your mind's elation,

	Am	F
	Little girls from Sweden dream of	silver screen quotation

	C	G	F	Dm
And	if you want these	kind of dream it's	Californi	cation.

It's the end of the world and all of western civ'lization;

the sun may rise in the east at least it settles in the final location.

It's understood that Hoolywood sells Californication.

	Am	Fmaj7

Bridge 1:

	Am	Fmaj7
	Pay your surgeon very well to	break the spell of aging

	Am	Fmaj7
Ce	lebrity skin is this your chin, or	is that war you're waging?

	Am	Fmaj7	Am	Fmaj7
	First born uni	corn	hardcore soft	porn.

	C	G7	Dm9	Am	C	G7	Dm9	Am
	Dream of Cali	forni	cation,		Dream of Cali	forni	cation,

	C	G7	Dm9	Am
	Dream of Cali	forni	cation

Marry me girl, be my fairy to the world, be my very own constellation,

A teenage bride with a baby inside gettin' high on information.

And buy me a star on the boulevard - It's Californication.

Space may be the final frontier, but it's made in a Hollywood basement;

Cobain can you hear the spheres singing songs of station to station.

And Anderson's not far away - It's Californication.

Bridge 2:

Born and raised by those who praise, control of population.

Everybody's been there I don't mean on vacation.

First born unicorn - hardcore soft porn.

Dream of Californication...

Destruction leads to a very rough road, but it also breeds creation,

and earthquakes are to a girl's guitar, They're just another good vibration.

And tidal waves can't save the world from Californication.

Bridge 3:

Pay your surgeon very well to break the spell of aging

Sicker than the rest, there is no test, but this is what you're craving.

First born unicorn - hardcore soft porn.

Dream of Californication...

358. Losing my Religon

REM

	Intro:	F	Am	F	Am

	G	Am	Em	Am
	Oh	life, it's bigger, it's	bigger than you and you are	not me,

	Am	Am
The lengths that I will	go to, the distance in your	eyes,

	Em	Dm	G
	Oh no, I've said too	much. I've said it	all.

	Am	Em	Am
That's me in a	corner, that's me in a	spotlight losing my	religion.

	Em	Am
Trying to	keep a view, and I	don't know if I can do it.

	Em	Dm	G
	Oh no I said too	much, I haven't said e	nough.

	G	F
	I thought that I heard you	laughing.

	F	Am
	I thought that I heard you	sing.

	F	G	Am
I	think I thought I saw	you	try.

Every whisper, every waking hour, I'm choosing my confessions.

Trying to keep an eye on you, Like a hurt lost and blind fool, fool.

Oh no I said too much, I sai it all.

Consider this, Consider this, it's tough this century,

Consider this, smel it brought me to my knees, Now

what if all these fantasies come failing around,

	Dm	G
and now I	said too	much,

I thought that I heard you laughing...

	Am	Am
	That was just a dream,	That was just a dream

That's me in a corner, that's me in a spotlight losing my religion.

Trying to keep a view, and I don't know if I can do it.

Oh no I said too much, I haven't said enough.

I thought that I heard you laughing...

	Dm
	That was just a dream,

	Am
To	try, cry, fly, try,

	Dm	Am	G	Am
	That was just a dream, just a	dream, just a	dream,	dream.

359. Man on the Moon

REM

	Intro:	C	D	C	D

	C	D	C
	Mott the Hoople and the	game of life,	yeah yeah yeah yeah

	C	D	C
	Andy Kaufman in the	wrestling match,	yeah yeah yeah yeah

	C	D	C
	Monopoly, twenty-one,	checkers and chess,	yeah yeah yeah yeah

	C	D	C
	Mr. Fred Blasy and the	breakfast mess,	yeah yeah yeah yeah

	C	D	C
	let's play Twister,	let's play risk,	yeah yeah yeah yeah

	C	D	C
	I'll see you in heaven if you	make the list,	yeah yeah yeah yeah

	Am	G
Now	Andy did your hear about	this one,

	Am	G
	tell me are you locked in the	punch?

	Am	G
	Andy are you goofing on	Elvis,

	C	D
hey	baby, are we	losin' touch?

	G	Am	C	D	G	Am	D
	If you be	lieve	they put a	man on the	moon,	man on the	moon.

	G	Am	C	G	Am
	If you be	lieve	there's nothing	up their	sleeve and nothing is cruel.

Moses went walking with a staff of wood, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Newton got beaned by the apple good, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Mr. Charles Darwin had the gall to ask, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Now Andy did your hear about this one...

Here's a little agit for the never believer, yeah yeah yeah yeah

here's a little ghost for the offering, yeah yeah yeah yeah

here's a truck stop instead of St. Peter's, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Mr. Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Now Andy did your hear about this one...

360. Tweeter and the Monkeyman

Bob Dylan, the Traveling Wilburys / the Traveling Wilburys: Vol. 1 (1988)

	Am		Am	G
(	intro)		Tweeter and the Monkey Man were	hard up for cash.

	F	Am
They stayed	up all night selling	cocaine and hash

	Am	G
To an	undercover cop who had a	sister named Jane,

	F	Am
For	reasons unexplained, she	loved the Monkey Man.

	Am	G
	Tweeter was a boy scout before she	went to Vietnam

	F	Am
And	found it out the hard way no	body gives a damn.

	Am	G
They	knew that they found freedom just a	cross the Jersey Line,

	F	Am
So they	hopped into a stolen car, took	Highway 99.

	Am	Em7
And the	walls came down,	all the way to hell,

	D	Am	Am	D	Am
Never	saw them when they're standing, never	saw them when they fell. (	bridge)

	Am	G
	The undercover cop	never liked the Monkey Man,

	F	Am
	Even back in childhood he wanted to	see him in the can.

	Am	G
	Jane got married at fourteen to	a racketeer named Bill,

	F	Am
She made	secret calls to the Monkey Man from a	mansion on the hill.

	Am	G
	It was out on Thunder Road,	Tweeter at the wheel.

	F	Am
They	crashed into paradise, they could	hear them tires squeal.

	Am	G
	The undercover cop pulled up and said "	Everyone of you's a liar!

	F	Am
If you	don't surrender now, it's gonna	go down to the wire."

	Am	Em7
And the	walls came down,	all the way to hell,

	D	Am	Am	D	Am
Never	saw them when they're standing, never	saw them when they fell. (	bridge)

	Am	G
	An ambulance rolled up, a	state trooper close behind,

	F	Am
	Tweeter took his gun away and	messed up his mind.

	Am	G
	The undercover cop was left	tied up to a tree,

	F	Am
Near the	souvenir stand by the old a	bandoned factory.

	Am	G
	Next day the undercover cop was	hot in pursuit,

	F	Am
He was	taking the whole thing personal, he didn't	care about the loot.

	Am	G
	Jane had told him many times it was	you to me who taught:

	F	Am
In	Jersey anything's legal as	long as you don't get caught!

	Am	Em7
And the	walls came down,	all the way to hell,

	D	Am	Am	D	Am
Never	saw them when they're standing, never	saw them when they fell. (	bridge)

	Am	G
	Someplace by Rahway Prison	they ran out of gas,

	F	Am
The	undercover cop had cornered them, said "	Boy, you didn't think that this could last"

	Am	G
	Jane jumped out of the bed, said "There's	someplace I gotta go!"

	F	Am
She took a	gun out of the drawer and said "It's	best if you don't know."

	Am	G
	The undercover cop was found face	down in a field,

	F	Am
The	monkey man was on the river bridge using	Tweeter as a shield.

	Am	G
	Jane said to the Monkey Man, "I'm not	fooled by Tweeter's curl!

	F	Am
I	knew him long before he ever be	came a Jersey girl."

	Am	Em7
And the	walls came down,	all the way to hell,

	D	Am	Am	D	Am
Never	saw them when they're standing, never	saw them when they fell. (	bridge)

	Am	G
	Now the town of Jersey City is	quieting down again,

	F	Am
I'm	sitting in a gambling club	called the "Lion's Den".

	Am	G
The	TV set been blown up, every	bit of it is gone,

	F	Am
	Ever since the nightly news show that the	Monkey Man was on.

	Am	G
	I guess I'll go to Florida and	get myself some sun,

	F	Am
There	ain't no more opportunity here,	everything's been done.

	Am	G
	Sometime I think of Tweeter, some	times I think of Jane,

	F	Am
Some	times I don't think about nothing but the	Monkey Man.

	Am	Em7
And the	walls came down,	all the way to hell,

	D	Am	Am	D	Am
Never	saw them when they're standing, never	saw them when they fell. (	bridge)

And the walls...

Intro: |: Am | :| Bridge |: Am | | D Am :| e|--------|---------------| |--------|---------------|-2-2---0---| B|--------|---------------| |--------|---------------|-3-3---1---| G|--------|---------------| |--------|---------------|-2-2---2---| D|--------|---------------| |--------|---------------|-0-0---2---| A|------0-|-3---0---0-0---| |------0-|-3---0---0-0---|-------0---| E|--0-3---|-------3-------| |--0-3---|-------3-------|-----------|

361. End Of The Line

George Harrison, the Traveling Wilburys / the Traveling Wilburys: Vol. 1 (1988)

	C	G7	F
	Well it's all right, riding a	round in the	breeze.

	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right if you live the	life you	please.

	C	G7	F
	Well it's all right, doing the	best you	can.

	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right, as long as you	lend a	hand.

	F	C
	You can sit around and wait for the	phone to ring, (at the end of the line)

	F	C
	Waiting for someone to tell you	everything. (at the end of the line)

	F	C	G7
	Sit around and wonder what to	morrow will bring, (at the end of the line) - Maybe a	diamond ring.

	C	G7	F
Well it's	all right, even if they	say you're	wrong.

	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right, sometimes you	gotta be	strong.

	C	G7	F
	Well it's all right, as long as you got	somewhere to	lay.

	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right, everyday is	judgement	day.

	F	C
	Maybe somewhere down the	road aways (at the end of the line)

	F	C
	You'll think of me and wonder where I	am these days. (at the end of the line)

	F	C	G7
	Maybe somewhere down the road when	somebody plays (at the end of the line) -	Purple haze.

	C	G7	F
Well it's	all right, even when	push comes to	shove.

	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right, if you got	someone to	love.

	C	G7	F
	Well it's all right, everything'll	work out	fine.

	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right, we're going to the	end of the	line.

	F	C
	Don't have to be ashamed of the	car I drive, (at the end of the line)

	F	C
	I'm just glad to be here happy to	be alive. (at the end of the line)

	F	C	G7
	It don't matter if you're	by my side, (at the end of the line) - I'm	satisfied.

	C	G7	F	C	G7	C
Well it's	all right, even if you're	old and	gray. - Well it's	all right, you still got	something to	say.

	C	G7	F	C	G7	C
	Well it's all right, remember to	live and let	live. - Well it's	all right, the best you can	do is for	give.

	solo:	F	C	F	C	F	C	G7

	C	G7	F	C	G7	C
	Well it's all right, riding a	round in the	breeze. - Well it's	all right if you live the	life you	please.

	C	G7	F	C	G7	C
	Well it's all right, even if the	sun don't	shine. - Well it's	all right, we're going to the	end of the	line.

362. I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

U2

	E
I have	climbed highest mountains,

	E
I have	run through the fields,

	A	E
only to	be with you, only to	be with you.

	E
I have	run, i have crawled,

	E
I have	sealed these city walls

	A	E
These	city walls, only to	be with you.

	B	A	E
But I	still haven't	found what I'm looking	for.

	B	A	E
But I	still haven't	found what I'm looking	for.

I have kissed honey lips,

felt that healing finger tips.

It burned like fire, this burning desire.

I have spoke with the tongue of angels

I have held the hand of the Devil

It was warm in the night, I was cold as stone.

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

I believe in the kingdom come,

Then all the colors will bleed into one.

Bleed into one, But yes I'm still running.

You broke the bonds, and you loose the chains;

carry the cross of my shame

of my shame, you know I believe it!

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for.

363. Luka

Suzanne Vega / Suzanne Vega: Solitude Standing (1987)

	G	D
	My name is	Luka

	C	D
I	live on the se	cond floor

	G	D
I	live upstairs from	you

	C	D
	Yes I think you've	seen me before

	Em	D	Em
	If you hear	something late at	night

	D	C
Some kind of	trouble, some kind of	fight

	D	C
Just don't	ask me what it was

	D	C
Just don't	ask me what it was

	D	G
Just don't	ask me what it was

I think it's because I'm clumsy

I try not to talk too loud

Maybe it's because I'm crazy

I try not to act too proud

They only hit you until you cry

And after that you don't ask why

You just don't argue anymore

Yes I think I'm OK

I walked into the door again

Well, if you ask that's what I'll say

And it's not your business anyway

I guess I'd like to be alone

With nothing broken, nothing thrown

Just don't ask me how I am

364. Rolling in the Deep

Adele Adkins, Paul Epworth / Adele: 21 (2010)

Capo III

	Am	E	G	E	G
	There's a fire	starting in my heart -	Reaching a fever pitch and it's	bringing me out the	dark

	Am	E	G	E	G
	Finally, I can	see you crystal clear -	Go ahead and sell me out and	I'll lay your ship	bare.

	Am	E	G	E	G
	See how I leave, with	every piece of you -	Don't underestimate the	things that I will	do.

	Am	E	G	E	G
	There's a fire	starting in my heart -	Reaching a fever pitch and it's	bringing me out the	dark.

	F	G	Em	F
	The scars of your love,	remind me of us -	They keep me thinking th	at we almost had it all

	F	G	Em	E
	The scars of your love,	they leave me breathless -	I can't help fee	ling...

	E	Am	G
	We could have had it all... (	I wish you never had met	me)...

	F	G	Am
	Rolling in the	Deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep	)

	G	F
You had my	heart... (I wish you)... Inside of your	hand (Never had met me)

	G
And you played it... (Tears are gon	na fall)... To the beat (Rolling in the deep)

	Am	E	G
	Baby I have no	story to be told	-

	E	G
	But I've heard one of	you and I'm gonna make your head burn.

	Am	E	G
	Think of me in the	depths of your despair	-

	E	G
	Making a	home down there, as mine sure won't be shared.

	F	G	Em	F
	The scars of your	love, remind me of	us - They keep me thinking	that we almost had it all

	F	G	Em	E
	The scars of your love,	they leave me breathless	- I can't help	feeling...

	E	Am	G	F
	We could have had it all... (	I wish you never had	met me)...

	G	Am
Rolling in the	Deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep	)

	G	F
You had my	heart... (I wish you)... Inside of your hand (Never had met me	)

	G
And you played it... (Tears are gon	na fall)... To the beat (Rolling in the deep)

	F	G	Am	G
	We could have had it all		Rolling in the Deep

	F	G
	You had my heart Inside of your hand	And you played it To the beat

	Am
	Throw yourself through ever open door (Whoa) -

Count your blessings to find what look for (Whoa-uh) -

Turn my sorrow into treasured gold (Whoa) -

And pay me back in kind - You reap just what you sowed.

	Am	G
	(I wish you... Never had met me	)

	F	G
	We could have had it all (Tears are gonna fall... Rollin	g in the deep)

	Am	G
	We could have had it all, yeah ( I wish you... never had met me)

	F	G
	It all. (Tears are gonna fall) - It all, It all (Rolling in the deep	)

	Am	G
	We could have had it all... (I wish you,	never had met me)...

	F	G
	Rolling in the Deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in	the deep)

	Am	G
	Your had my heart... (I	wish you)... Inside of your hand (Never had met me)

	F	G
	And you played it... (Tears are	gonna fall)... To the beat (Rolling in the deep)

	Am	G
	We could have had it all... (I wish you, never had	met me)...

	F	(hold)	G
	Ro	lling in the Deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the dee	p)

	Am	G
	Your had my heart... (I wish you)... Inside o	f your hand (Never had met me)

	F	G	Am
	But you played it. You played it. You played it. You played	it to the	beat.

365. Joanna

Jon Allen / Sweet Defeat (2011)

	G		C		G		C		G	C
									From the dying arms of twilight, let's	run into the night.

	G	C
Let's	fly like straight shot arrows across the	sky.

	G	C
From the	ashes of an old life, let's	catch this newborn flame;

	G	C
	Hold it close and never let it	die.

	Am7	D	G	C
	Go with me Jo	anna,	go with me in	time;

	Am	D	G
A	pair of chancers	on an open	road.

	Am7	D	G	C
	We'll train our feet to	follow the	footprints of our	dreams.

	Am	D	G	G		C		G		C
	Put your hand in	my hand and let's	go.

Let's sail upon the evening, now the wind is getting high.

Let's go outside and drink the air like wine.

This time we'll make a clean break; there'll be no looking back.

We'll leave these streets of sorrow far behind.

Go with me Joanna, go with me in time;

Let's get away before we get too old.

We'll cut across the border, into unclaimed land.

Put your hand in my hand and let's go.

Bridge:

	Em	C	D	Em	C	D
	Somewhere there's a	place to	be;	Where all we have is	all we	need.

only guitar

	G	C
	Maybe there's a reason that	lies beyond these walls;

	G	C
	Maybe there's a meaning to be	found.

	G	(+bass)	C
'	Cause I	can't escape this feeling, this	vision in my mind,

	G	C
Of the	day we put down roots in virgin	ground.

Go with me Joanna, go with me in time;

I'll take you where the wild flowers grow.

We'll ride on through the darkness, and get there with the dawn;

Put your hand in my hand - let's go.

Bright Eyes

366. First Day of my Life

Conor Oberst / Bright Eyes: I'm Wide Awake, it's Morning (2005)

Dm9 (Fm+7)(Fm) E--0----0----8-- H--3----6----6-- Riff 1: G--2----5----5-- D--3----6----6-- A--0----0----0-- E--x----x----x--

	C	E	Am	F	G	C

	C	E	Am	F	G	C
	This is the	first day of my	life -	Swear I was	born right in the	doorway

	C	E	Am
	I went out in the	rain, suddenly everything	changed

	D7	G
They're spreading	blankets on the	beach

	C	E	Am	F	G	C
	Your's is the	first face that I	saw -	Think I was	blind before I	met you

	C	E	Am
	Don't know where I	am, don't know where I've	been

	D7	G
But I know	where I want to	go

	C	G	Am	F	G
So I	thought I'd	let you	know - That these	things take for	ever

	C	C/B	Am
I e	special	ly am	slow

	Dm9	C
But I	realized how I need you and I wondered if I could come home

	G	Am	(Riff 1)

	C	E	Am	F	G	C
	I remember the	time you drove all	night -	Just to	meet me in the	morning

	C	E	Am
	I thought it was	strange, you said everything	changed

	D7	G
You felt as	if you'd just woke	up

	C	E	Am
And you said, "	This is the	first day of my	life.

	F	G	C
	I'm glad I didn't	die before I	met you.

	C	E	Am
	Now I don't	care, I could go any	where with you,

	D7	G
And	I'd probably be	happy."

	C	G	Am	F	G
So if you	want to	be with	me - With these	things there's no	telling

	C	C/B	Am
We'll just	have to	wait and	see

	Dm9	C	E	Am
But I'd rather be	working for a paycheck than waiting to win the lottery

	Dm9	C
Besides,	maybe this time its different, I mean I really think you like	me

	E	Am	(Riff 1)	C	E	Am	(Riff 1)	C

367. Another Travelin' Song

Bright Eyes: I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning (2005)

	A		A	D
		Well I’m	changing all my strings, I’m gonna write another travelin'	song.

	A	E
	about all the billion highways and the cities at the break of	dawn.

	A	D
Well I guess the	best that I can do now is pretend that I’ve done nothing	wrong.

	E	D	A
and	dream about a train that’s gonna	take me back where I be	long.

	A	D
Now the	ocean speaks and spits and I can hear it from the inter	state -

	A	E
and I’m	screaming at my brother on the cell phone, he is far	away.

	A	D
And I’m saying "	nothing in the past or future ever will feel like to	day -

	E	D	A
until we’re	parking in an alley, just	hoping that our shit is	safe".

	D	A
So I go	back and forth for	ever;

	D	A
All my	thoughts, they come in	pairs.

	D	C#m	Bm
Well I	will, I won’t, I	doubt, I don’t, I’m	not surprised;

	D	E	A
But I	never feel	quite pre	pared.

	A (muted)	D (muted)
Now I’m	hunched over a typewriter, I guess you’d call that painting in a	cave.

	A (muted)	E (muted)
And there’s a	word I can’t remember and a feeling I can not es	cape

	A (muted)	D (muted)
And now my	ashtray’s overflowing I’m still staring at a clean white	page.

	E	D	A
	And morning’s at my window and she is	sending me to bed a	gain.

	A	D
Well I	dreamed of dark on the horizon, I dreamed a desert where the dead laid	down.

	A	D
I	dreamed a prostituted child touching an old man in a fast food	crowd.

	A	D
Oh Yeah I	dreamt a ship was sinking, there was people screaming all a	round.

	E	D	A
And I a	woke to my alarm clock, it was a	pop song, it was playing	loud.

	D	A
So I will	find my fears and	face them

	D	A
Or I will	cower like a	dog.

	D	C#m
I will	kick and scream or	kneel and plead,

	Bm	D	E	A
I will	fight like hell to	hide that I’m	giving	up.

the Cranberries

368. Zombie

Dolores O'Riordan / the Cranberries: No Need to Argue (1994)

	\|:	Em		C		G/B		D/F#	:\|

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
	Another	head hangs lowly,	child is slowly	taken,

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
	And the violence	caused such silence,	who are we mis	taken.

	Em	C
But you	see it's not me, it's not	my family.

	G/B	D/F#
In your	head, in your head, they are figh	ting,

	Em	C
With their	tanks and their bombs and their	bombs and their guns,

	G/B	D/F#
in your	head, in your head, they are cry	ing.

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
In your	head, in your	head, zombie,	zombie, zom	bie.

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
What's in your	head, in your	head, zombie,	zombie, zom	bie.

	\|:	Em		C		G/B		D/F#	:\|

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
	Another mo	ther's breaking	heart is taking o	ver.

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
	When the violence	causes silence,	we must be mis	taken.

	Em	C
It's the	same old theme since	nineteensixteen.

	G/B	D/F#
In your	head, in your head, they're still	fighting.

	Em	C
With their	tanks and their bombs and their	bombs and their guns,

	G/B	D/F#
In your	head, in your head, they're	dying.

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
In your	head, in your	head, zombie,	zombie, zom	bie.

	Em	C	G/B	D/F#
What's in your	head, in your	head, zombie,	zombie, zom	bie.

	Em		C		G/B	D/F#

Dixie Chicks

369. Travelin' Soldier

Bruce Robison / Dixie Chicks: Home (2002)

	G
	Two days past eighteen he was waiting for the bus in his army greens.

	C	G
Sat	down at a booth in a cafe there,	gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair.

	G
	He's a little shy so she gives him a smile and he said "Would you mind

	C	G
Sittin' down for a while and	talking to me, I'm feeling a little	low?"

	F	C	G
She said "I'm	off in an hour and	I know where we can	go."

	G
	So they went down and they sat on the pier he said

	C	G
"I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I've	got no one to send a letter	to.

	Am	C	G
Would you	mind if I sent	one back here to	you?"

	Am	C	G
	I cried -	Never gonna hold the hand of another guy! "	Too young for him" they told her -

	D	Am
	Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier:	Our love will never end!

	C	G
	Waitin' for the soldier to come back again:	Never more to be alone,

	D	G
	When the letters said, a soldiers coming	home.

	G
So the	letters came from an army camp, in California, then Vietnam.

	C	G
And he	told her of his heart, might be lovin' all	of this he was so scared of.

	G
	He said when things were getting kinda rough over here, I think of that day

	C	G
Sittin' down at the pier and I	close my eyes and see your pretty	smile

	F	C	G
Don't	worry, but I won't be	able to write for a	while.

I cried - Never gonna hold the hand of another guy! "Too young for him" they told her -

Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier: Our love will never end!

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again: Never more to be alone,

When the letters said, a soldiers coming home.

	G
It was	friday night at a football game, the Lord's prayer said and the anthem sang.

	C	G
A	man said: "Folks, would you bow your head for a	list of local Vietnam dead?"

	G
	Cryin' all alone under the stands was a piccolo player in the marching band

	C	G	F	C	G
And	one name read and nobody really	cared - But a	pretty little girl	with a bow in her	hair.

I cried - Never gonna hold the hand of another guy! "Too young for him" they told her -

Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier: Our love will never end!

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again: Never more to be alone,

When the letters said, a soldiers coming home.

Everlast

370. White Trash Beautiful

Everlast

Am G e|------0-0---3-0---0-0--0----3-3-3-3-3--------------------------| B|------1-1---1-1---1-1--3-0--0-3-3-3-3--------------------------| G|------2-2---2-2---2-2--2-0--0-0-0-0-0--------------------------| D|------2-2---2-2---2-2--2-0--0-0-0-0-0--------------------------| A|------0-0---0-0---0-0--0----2-2-2-2-2--------------------------| E|----------------------------3-3-3-3-3--------------------------|

	Am	G
	White Trash Beautiful,	Trailor Park Queen

	Am	G
	She slings hash at the diner	from eleven to five

	Am	G
	She married a boy from school,	thought he was oh so cool

	Am	G
	But all he can do for money is	drive

	Am	G
	Out late haulin' freight on	Interstate five,

	Am	G
	prayin' he'll see home before his	baby arrive

	Am	G
	White Trash Beautiful,	There's something you should know

	Am	E	Am
	My heart belongs to	you -	And you coulda found a better guy

	G	Am	E
	I'll love you till the day I die -	I swear to God it's t	rue

I'm comin' home to you - I'm comin' home to you girl

He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open

He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin'

Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein'

She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open

It's 4 AM and doin 95, Tryin to stay awake and make it home alive

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know...

Her lips say painted red, nametag's crooked

Her heart's been gone awhile with the truck driving man that took it

He keeps her photograph on his rearview mirror

She prays for him every night, she hopes that he can hear her

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know...

I'm comin' home to you

Foo Fighters

371. Wheels

the Foo Fighters

Capo II.

Cadd9

G

Em7

D

Cadd9

G

Em7

D

(Intro)

	Cadd9	G	Em7		D	Cadd9	G	Em7		D
I	know what you're	thinkin'			- We	were goin'	down

	Cadd9	G	Em7		D	Cadd9	G	Em7		D
	I could feel us	sinkin'			- But	then I came a	round

	Cadd9	G	Em7		D	Cadd9	G	Em7		D
And	everyone I've	loved before			-	Flashed before my	eyes

	Cadd9	G	Em7		D	Cadd9	G	Em7		D
And	nothin' mattered	anymore			- I	looked into the	sky

	Cadd9	G	Em7	D
Well	I wanted something	better man. I	wished for something	new

	Cadd9	G	Em7	D
And	I wanted something	beautiful - I	wished for something	true

	Cadd9	G	Em7	D
Been	lookin' for a reason	man -	Something to	lose

	Cadd9	G	Em7		D	Cadd9	G	Em7		D
When the	wheels come	down			- When the	wheels touch	ground

	Cadd9	G	Em7	D
And	you feel like it's all	over - There's	another round for	you

	Cadd9	G	Em7		D
When the	wheels come	down

Cadd9

G

Em7

D

Cadd9

G

Em7

D

I know your head is spinnin' - Broken hearts will mend

This is our beginning - Coming to an end

Well, you wanted something better man. - You wished for something new

Well, you wanted something beautiful. - Wished for something true

Been lookin for a reason man. - Something to lose

When the wheels come down - When the wheels touch ground

And you feel like it's all over, there's another round for you.

When the wheels come down

Solo

When the wheels come down - When the wheels touch ground

And you feel like it's all over, there's another round for you.

When the wheels come down - When the wheels come down

When the wheels come down - When the wheels touch ground

And you feel like it's all over, there's another round for you.

When the wheels come down - When the wheels come down

Johnny Flynn

372. The Water

Johnny Flynn

	C	G	C	F	C	G	Am	F	C	G	F
									All that I	have is a	river,

	Am	E
The	river is always my	home.

	C	F	Am	F
Lord,	take me a	way - For I	just cannot	stay

	C	Dm	F
Or I'll	sink in my	skin and my	bones.

	C	G	C	F
The	water sus	tains me with	out even	trying

	C	G	Am	F	C
The	water can't	drown me, I'm	done - With my	dy-y-	ing.

Please help me build a small boat, - One that'll ride on the flow.

Where the river runs deep - And the larger fish creep

I'm glad of what keeps me afloat

The water sustains me without even trying

The water can’t drown me, I’m done - With my dying.

Now deeper the water I sail, - And faster the current I'm in.

That each night brings the stars - And the song in my heart

Is a tune for the Journeyman's tale.

The water sustains me without even trying

The water can’t drown me, I’m done - With my dying.

Bridge

	Em	F
	Now the land that I knew	is a dream

	Em	F
	And the light in the dis	tance grows faint.

	C	F	C	F
	So wide is my	river -	The horizon a	sliver -

	C	G	Am	F
	The artist has	run out of	paint.

Where the blue of the sea meets the sky -

And the big yellow sun leads me home.

I'm everywhere now - The way is a vow

To the wind of each breath by and by.

The water sustains me without even trying

The water can’t drown me, I’m done - With my dying.

Brooke Fraser

373. Something in the Water

Brooke Fraser / Brooke Fraser: Flags (2010)

	F	C	Csus4	C	Csus4	C	Csus4	C	Csus4
	Do do do do do do do do do do

	C	F	C	Am	G	C
I	wear a demeanor made of	bright pretty	things - What she	wears, what she	wears, what she	wears

	C	F	C	Am	G	C
Birds	singing on my shoulder in	harmony it	seems - How they	sing, how they	sing, how they	sing

	F	C
	Give me nights of solitude, red wine just a glass or two,	Reclined in a hammock on a balmy evening

	F	C	G
	I’ll pretend that it's no thing that's skipping my heart when I think	Of you thinking of me babe I'm	crazy over you

	Am	C	F	C	F	C	F	G
	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah - There's	something in the	water,	something in the	water

	Am	C	F	C	F	C	F	G
	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah - There's	something in the w	ater, that	makes me love you	like –

	C	F	C	Am	G	C
I've got	halo's made of summer,	rhythms made of	spring - What she	wears, what she	wears, what she	wears

	C	F	C	Am	G	C
I got	crowns of words a woven each	one a song to	sing - Oh I	sing, oh I	sing, oh I	sing

	F	C
	Give me long days in the sun, preludes to the nights to come,	Babies of the mornings laying in all lazy

	F	C	G
	Give me something fun to do like a life of loving you -	Kiss me quick now baby I'm still c	razy over you

	Am	C	F	C	F	C	F	G
	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah - There's	something in the	water,	something in the	water

	Am	C	F	C	F	C	F	G
	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah - There's	something in the w	ater, that	makes me love you like I	do

	C	F	C	G/B
Oooh oooh oo	oh - Oooh oooh oo	oh - Oooh oooh oo	oh

	F	C	F	C	G
	Give me nights of solitude -	Red wine just a glass or two -	Give me something fun to d	o

	Am	C	F	C	F	C	F	G
	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah - There's	something in the	water,	something in the	water

	Am	C	F	C	F	C	F	G
	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah	Aaah - There's	something in the w	ater, that	makes me love you	like I do x2

	F	C
	Do do do do do do	do

Green Day

374. 21 Guns

Green Day

	Dm	A#	F	C
	Do you	know what's worth	fighting	for?

	Dm	A#	F	C
	When it's	not worth	dying	for

	Dm	A#	F	C
	Does it	take your	breath	away?

	A#	C
And you	feel yourself suffo	cating

Does the pain weigh out the pride?

And you look for a place to hide?

Did someone break your heart inside?

You're in ruins...

	F	C	Dm
	One,	twenty-one	guns

	C	A#	F	C
	Lay down your	arms,	Give up the	fight!

	F	C	Dm
	one,	twenty-one	guns

	C	A#	F	C	A#
	Throw up your	arms	into the	sky; You and	I.

When you're at the end of the road,

and you lost all sense of control...

And your thoughts have taken their toll,

when your mind breaks the spirit of your soul...

Your faith walks on broken glass,

and the hangover doesn't pass...

Nothing's ever built to last,

you're in ruins...

One, twenty-one guns...

BRIDGE:

	Dm	A#	F	C	Dm	A#	F	A
	Did you	try	to live on your	own,	when you	burned down the	house and	home?

	Dm	A#	F	A	A#	C
	Did you	stand too	close to the	fire? Like a	liar looking for	forgiveness from a stone

C

Dm

C

A#F

C

F

C

Dm

C

A#

F

C

A#

F

A

F

When it's time to live and let die,

and you can't get another try

Something inside this heart has died,

you're in ruins...

One, twenty-one guns...

375. Wake Me up When September Ends

Green Day

	Intro:	G	G	G	G/F#	G/E	G/D

	G	G/F#	G/E	G/D
	Summer has	come and passed the	innocent can	never last.

	C	Cm	G
	Wake me up	when September	ends.

	G	G/F#	G/E	G/D
Like my	fathers	come to pass	seven years has	gone so fast.

	C	Cm	G	F#m
	Wake me up	when September	ends.

	Em	Bm	C	G	F#m
	Here comes the	rain again	falling from the	stars

	Em	Bm	C	D	G	G/F#	G/E	G/D
	Drenched in my	pain again be	coming who we	are.

As my memory rests but never forgets what I lost.

Wake me up when September ends.

Summer has come and passed the innocent can never last.

Wake me up when September ends.

Ring out the bell again like did when spring begann.

Wake me up when September ends.

Here comes the rain again...

As my memory rests but never forgets what I lost.

Wake me up when September ends.

Summer has come and passed the innocent can never last.

Wake me up when September ends.

Like my fathers come to pass twenty yaers has gone so fast.

Wake me up when September ends.

Wake me up when September ends...

Steve Earle

D_drop

G

A7

D_open

G

A7

__ Dropped-D Tuning __| |__ Open-D Tuning

____ D A D G H E ____| |__ D A D F# A D

376. This City

Steve Earle / Steve Earle: I’ll Never Get Out Of This World Alive (2011)

	D	G	D	A7	D
	This city won't	wash a	way, This city won't	ever	drown.

	D	G	D	A7	D
	Blood in the water and	Hell to	pay, Sky tear open and	pain rain	down.

	G	A7	D	A7	D
	Doesn't matter let come what may -	I ain't ever gonna leave	this	town	-

	D	G	D	A7	D
	This city won't	wash aw	ay, This city won't	ever dr	own.

	D	G	D	A7	D
	Ain't the river or the	wind to	blame, As everybody a	round here	knows.

	D	G	D	A7	D
	Nothing holding back	Pontchar	train, Except a prayer with a	promise's	ghost.

	G	A7	D	A7	D
	This town's digging our graves -	In solid marble above	the	ground	-

	D	G	D	A7	D
	Maybe our bones will	wash a	way, This city won't	ever	drown.

brass solo

	D	G	D	A7	D
	This city won't	ever	die, Just as long as our	heart beats	strong.

	D	G	D	A7	D
	Like a second line	steppin'	high, Raisin' hell as we	roll a	long.

	G	A7	D	A7	D
	Gentilly to Vieux Carre,	Lower Nine, Central City,	up	town.

	D	G	D	A7	D
	Singing Jock-a-mo	fee na	né, This city won't	ever	drown.

	G	A7	D	A7	D
	Doesn't matter 'cause there ain't no way,	I'm never gonna leave	this	town.

	D	G	D	A7	D
	This city won't	wash a	way, This city won't	ever	drown.

Chris Hadfield

377. Space Oddity

David Bowie, Chris Hadfield / Chris Hadfield: You Tube (2012)

	\|:	Fmaj7	Em	:\|

	C		Em	C	Em
		Ground control to Major	Tom,	ground control to Major	Tom:

	Am	Am7/G	D7
	Lock your	Soyuz hatch and	put your helmet on.

	C	Em	C	Em
	Ground control to Major	Tom:	Commencing countdown, engine's	on.

	Am	Am7/G	D7
	Detach from	station and may	God's love be with you!

	C	E7	F
	This is ground control to Major	Tom, you've really made the	grade,

	Fm	C/E	F
And the	papers want to	know whose shirts you	wear,

	Fm	C/E	F
But it's	time to guide the	capsule if you	dare.

	C	E7	F
	This is Major Tom to ground con	trol, I've left forever	more,

	Fm	C/E	F
And I'm	floating in a	most peculiar	way,

	Fm	C/E	F
And the	stars look very	different to	day.

	Fmaj7	Em7	Fmaj7	Em7
For	here am I	sitting in a tin can,	far above the	world.

Bbmaj7

Am

G

F

|:

C

F

G

A

:|

Fmaj7

Em

A

C

D

E

The

Planet Earth is

blue and there's

nothing left to

do.

	C	E7	F
	Though I've flown one hundred thousand	miles, I'm feeling very	still.

	Fm	C/E	F
And be	fore too long I	know it's time to	go,

	Fm	C/E	F
Our com	mander comes down	back to earth and	knows.

	G	E7	Am	Am7/G
	Ground control to	Major Tom: The	time is near, there's	not too long.

	D7	C/G
Can you	hear me Major Tom? Can you	hear me Major Tom?

	G
Can you	hear me Major Tom? Can you -

	Fmaj7	Em7	Fmaj7	Em7
	Here am I	floating in my tin can, A	last glimpse of the	world.

Bbmaj7

Am

G

F

|:

C

F

G

A

:|

Fmaj7

Em

A

C

D

E

Planet Earth is

blue and there's

nothing left to

do.

Ben Harper

378. Amen Omen

Ben Harper

Intro

	Am	F	C	G

	Am	F
What	started as a	whisper

	C	G
Slowly	turned into a	scream

	Am	F
	Searching for an	answer

	C	G
Where the	question is un	seen

I don't know where you came from

And I don't know where you've gone

Old friends become old strangers

Between the darkness and the dawn

	F	C
	Amen	Omen

	G	Am
	Will I see your	face again

	F	C
	Amen	Omen

	G	Am
	Can I find the	place within

	F	C	G	Bb	F	Ab	Bb
To	live my	life with	out		you

I still hear you saying

All of life is a chance

And is sweetest

When at a glance

But I live a hundred

Lifetimes in a day

But I die a little

In every breath that I take

Amen Omen

Will I see your face again

Amen Omen

Can I find the place within

To live my life without you

I listen to a whisper

Slowly drift away

Silence is the loudest

Parting word you never say

I put your world

Into my veins

Now a voiceless sympathy

Is all that remains

Amen Omen

Will I see your face again

Amen Omen

Can I find the place within

To live my life without you

379. Another Lonely Day

Ben Harper

	C	Am	Em	G
	Yes in	deed I am	alone a	gain

	C	Am	Em	G
	And here comes	emptiness	crashing	in

Its either love or hate, I can't find in between

'Cause I've been with the witches and I have been with the queen

	F	Am	G
	It wouldn't have	worked out any	way

	F	Am	G
So for now it's just a	nother lonely	day, hey,	hey

	F	Am	G
	Further	'long, we just	may

	F	Am	G
But for now it's just a	nother	lonely	day

Wish there was something I could say or do

I can resist anything but the temptation from you

But I'd rather walk alone than chase you around

I'd rather fall myself than let you drag me on down

It wouldn't have worked out anyway

and now it's just another lonely day

hey, hey

Further along, we just may

But for now it's just another lonely day

Yesterday seems like a life ago

'Cause the one I loved today I hardly know

You I held so close in my heart oh dear

Grow further from me with every falling tear

It wouldn't have worked out anyway

So now it's just another lonely day

hey, hey

Further along, we just may

But for now it's just another lonely day

For now its just another lonely day

hey, hey

For now its just another lonely day

C9

Dsus4

G/F#

380. Beloved One

Ben Harper

	C9	Dsus4
	We have both been	here before

	G	G/F#	Em7
	Knocking	upon	love's door

	C9	Dsus4	Em7
	Begging for some	one to let us	in

Knowing this we can agree

To keep each other company

Never to go down that road again

	C9	G	Dsus4	G	C9	G	Dsus4
	My	yy	yyyyyy	yy	yy be	loved	one

	C9	G	Dsus4
My	yy be	loved	one

Your eyes shine through me

You are so divine to me

Your heart has a home in mine

We won't have to say a word

With a touch all shall be heard

When I search my heart it's you I find

My beloved one

You were meant for me

I believe you were sent to me

From a dream straight into my arms

Hold your body close to me

You mean the most to me

We will keep each other safe from harm

My beloved one

381. Burn One Down

Ben Harper

	G
	Let us burn one, from end to end

	Em	C
	And pass it over to	me my friend

	G
	Burn it long, but burn it slow,

	Em	C
to	light me up be	fore I go

	G	Em
If you	don't like my fire, then	don't come around

	G	D	G
	Cause I'm gonna	burn one	down

	Em	D	G
	Yes I'm gonna	burn one	down

My choice is what I choose to do

And if I'm causing no harm why should it bother you

Your choice is who you choose to be

And if you're causing no harm, then you're alright with me

If you don't like my fire then don't come around

Cause I'm gonna burn one down

Yes I'm gonna burn one, down

Herb's a gift, from the earth

And what's from the earth is of the greatest worth

So before you knock it, try it first

Oh you'll see it's a blessing and it's not a curse

If you don't like my fire then don't come around

Cause I'm gonna burn one down

Yes I'm gonna burn one, down

382. Fight Outta You

Ben Harper

	A
They'll look you	in the eyes and stone you, then turn and disown you

	F#m
don't	let it take the fight outta you

	A
they'll walk all	over your name, til they find someone else to blame

	F#m
don't	let it take the fight outta you

	A
	secrets hide their lies inside hidden alibis

	F#m
don't	let it take the fight outta you

	A
they put the	world on a hook, it's worse every time I look

	F#m
don't	let it take the fight outta you

	D	Bm7
	I would rather take the	punch

	F#m
than not give you a	shot

	D	Bm7
I'd	rather find out who you	are

	F#m
Than who	you're not

	D
	shoulda known better

	Bm7	F#m
than to	mistake business for	love

	D
	shoulda known better

	Bm7	F#m	E
than to	mistake a fist for a	glove

it will be in your honor til you're not needed any longer

don't let it take the fight outta you

don't believe the headlines, check it for yourself sometimes

don't let it take the fight outta you

the lies you live become you, the love you lose it numbs you

don't let it take the fight outta you

they say that you've arrived; that's just a high class bribe

don't let it take the fight outta you

I would rather take your punch

than not give you a shot

I'd rather find out who you are

Than who you're not

shoulda known better

than to mistake business for love

shoulda known better

than to mistake a fist for a glove

there's always someone younger, someone with more hunger

don't let it take the fight outta you

they'll say you're one and only, then straight up leave you lonely

don't let it take the fight outta you

like a transplant patient waiting for a donor

don't let it take the fight outta you

like a half empty balloon after a party in the corner

don't let it take the fight outta you

383. Not Fire Not Ice

Ben Harper

Intro/Outro

C F C F e|----------|----------|----------|----------| b|----1--1--|----------|----1--1--|----------| G|----0--0--|----------|----0--0--|----------| D|----2--2--|----------|----2--2--|----------| A|-3--------|----------|-3--------|----------| E|----------|-1--------|-0--------|-1--------|

	C	F	C
	There is	not a	river wide

	C	F	G	F
	Not a	mountain	high

	C	F	C
	And neither	sin nor	evil

	C	F	C
	Could change how I	feel in	side(2x)

	C	F	C
	Could change how I	feel in	side

Not all the strength of the ocean

Not all the heat from the sun

	Am
Though others have tried I just cant	deny

For me you are the one

But true love is priceless

For true love we pay the price

	F	G	Am	C/B
But there's	nothing can	keep me from	loving you

Not fire no not ice

Like a hero or a champion

You are the best (your the best)

Like religion or superstition

With you i am blessed

Now the river may grow wider

The mountains may reach past the sky

And whether or not you feel the same

My love shall never die

But true love is give and take

True love is sacrifice

But there's nothing can keep me from loving you

Not fire no not ice

	G	C
Not fire	no not	ice

Intro/Outro

384. Please Bleed

Ben Harper

Intro/Strophe

	Em	G	A	C

E G A C e|---------------------------------------| b|---------------------------------------| G|---------------------------------------| D|-----2-0------0----------------2-2h4-2-| A|----------------4------4-3-------------| E|-0--------3-------5--------3-----------|

You make me feel like a beggar

You make me feel like a thief

You make me feel like a battle

That cannot end in peace

You make me feel like running

as if I've lost my nerve

You make me feel like crying

Tears I don't deserve

	Em
Please	bleed

	C	Em
So I	know that you are	real

	C	Em
So I	know that you can	feel

	C	D
The	damage that you've	done

	Am	C
Oh,	who have I be	come

	Am	C
To	myself I am	numb

	Am	C	Am	C	D
	I am	numb,	I am	numb

Is this really living?

Sometimes it's hard to tell

Or is this just a kinder, gentler hell

Turn out the lights

And let me stare into your soul

I was born and bled for you to hold

Please bleed

So I know that you are real

So I know that you can feel

The damage that you've done

Oh, who have I become

To myself I am numb

I am numb, I am numb

Never said thank you

Never said please

Never gave, reason to believe

So as it stands

I remain on my knees

Good lovers make great enemies

Please bleed

So I know that you are real

So I know that you can feel

The damage that you've done

Oh, who have I become

To myself I am numb

I am numb, I am numb

385. Please Me Like You Want

Ben Harper / Ben Harper: Fight Your Mind (1995)

Intro and Chorus e|--------------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------| D|---6h7p6-------4h5p4-----------------6h7p6--| A|---7-----7v5-5-5----5--4-4-4h5^6^7---7----7-| E|-0--------------------5------------0--------| Verses e|--------------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------| D|---6h7p6------------------------------------| A|---7----7v5---0---4h5p4---4---4h5p4---4-----| E|-0----------2---5-------5---5~------5-------| Solo e|--------------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------| A|-5^7-7-2^4-5-4^7v5-4---4-5^7v5---4-5^7v5----| E|---------------------5---------5---------5--| Slide to 7th fret 1st string at the end of the second repetition | ^ slide up; v slide down; h hammer-on; p pull-off ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Structure: Intro 2x; Verse 8x; Chorus 5x; Solo 2x; Verse 10x; Chorus 7x =======================================================================

	E		D		A

	E	D	A
	Don't	do me any	favors

	E	D	A	E	D	A
	matter of	fact why don't	you -	do your	self a	few

your presence ain't nobody's blessing

I've got plenty of other things - I could do

oh no, not another excuse

your tired silly games - for me are just no use

and now it's plain for me to see

you're with somebody - that you don't wanna be

so won't you

please please me like you want to - not like you have to

or won't you just go on and leave me

leaving me is the least that you could do

you could have spared me so much misery

and told me you just wanted - a friend

believe me there is a difference

when you mean it - and when you pretend

or was I just your habit

cause I know a habit - is a hard thing to break

but won't you spare me a little mercy

there's only so much - so much that I can take

so won't you

please please me like you want to - not like you have to

or won't you just go on and leave me

leaving me is the least that you could do

386. Power Of The Gospel

Ben Harper

Bitte 2:30 min Intro Spielen

	Em	C
	It will make a weak man	mighty

	D	Em
It will	make a mighty man	fall

It will fill your heart and hands

Or leave you with nothing at all

It's the eyes for the blind

The legs for the lame

It is the love for hate

and pride for shame

	Em
Now	that's the power of the gospel

	B
That's the power of the	gospel

	Em	C
	That's the power of the	mighty power

	B	Em
	That's the power of the	gospel

Gospel on the water

Gospel in the trees

The gospel thats inside of you

The gospel inside of me

The gospel in the garden

Gospel in the land

The gospel in every woman

The gospel in every man

Now that's the power of the gospel

That's the power of the gospel

That's the power of the mighty power

That's the power of the gospel

In the hour of richness

In the hour of need

For all of creation

Come from the gospel seed

And you may leave tomorrow

And you may leave today

But you've got to have the gospel

When you start out on your way

Now that's the power of the gospel

That's the power of the gospel

That's the power of the mighty power

That's the power of the gospel

387. Roses From My Friends

Ben Harper

	G	D	Am
	I could have	treated you	better

But you couldn't have treated me worse

But it's he who laughs last

It is he who cries first

Sometimes I feel I know strangers

better than I know my friends

Why must a beginning

be the means to an end?

	G	D
	The stones from my	enemies

	Em	C
	these wounds will	mend

	Em	D
But	I cannot sur	vive

	C	G
the	roses from my	friends

When the last word has been spoken

and we've beared witness to the final setting sun

All that shall remain is a token

of what we've said and done

When all we've had has been forsaken

And distant church bells no longer ring

That's the sound of a heart taken

and the story of tears from a king

The stones from my enemies

these wounds will mend

But I cannot survive

the roses from my friends

This may be the last time I see you

Forgive me for holding you close.

This may be the last time I see you

So of this moment I will make the most.

This may be the last time I see you,

But if you keep me in your heart -

together we shall be eternal

If you believe - we shall never part.

The stones from my enemies

These wounds will mend

But I cannot survive

the roses from my friends

388. She's Only Happy In The Sun

Ben Harper / Ben Harper & the Innocent Ceriminals: Diamonds on the Inside (2003)

	D	Em7
	I know you may not want to	see me

	G	A	D
On your	way down	from the	clouds.

	D	Em7
	Would you hear me if I	told you

	G	A	D	D7
That my	heart is	with you	no-o-	ow?

	G	A	Bm	Bm	A	G
	She's only	happy in the	sun,

	G	A	C	G
	She's only	happy in the	su-u-	un.

	D	Em7
	Did you find what you were	after?

	G	A	D
The pain and the	laughter	brought you to your	knees.

	D	Em
	But if the sun sets you	free,

	G	A	D	D7
Sets you	free -	You'll be free in	deed, In	deed.

	G	A	Bm	Bm	A	G
	She's only	happy in the	sun,

	G	A	C	G
	She's only	happy in the	su-u-	un.

	D	Em7
	Every time I hear you	laughing,

	G	A	D
I hear you	laughing -	It makes me	cry.

	D	Em7	G	A	D	D7
	Like the story of	life, of your	life -	Is hello, good	bye-	ye.

	G	A	Bm	Bm	A	G
	She's only	happy in the	sun,

	G	A	C	G
	She's only	happy in the	su-u-	un.

	G	A	Bm	Bm	A	G
	She's only	happy in the	sun,

	G	A	C	G
	She's only	happy in the	su-u-	un.

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389. Steal My Kisses

Ben Harper

	G	C6	D6	G

I put into Nashville, Tennessee

But you wouldn't even come around to see me

And since you're headin' up to Carolina

You know I gonna be right there behind you

'Cause I always have to steal my kisses from you

Always have to steal my kisses from you

Now I love to feel that warm southern rain

Just to hear it fall is the sweetest sounding thing

And to see it fall on your simple country dress

It's like heaven to me I must confess

'Cause I always have to steal my kisses from you

Always have to steal my kisses from you

Now I've been hangin' around you for days

But when I lean in you just turn your head away

I know you didn't mean that

She said I love the way you think but I hate the way you act

'Cause I always have to steal my kisses from you

Always have to steal my kisses from you

390. The Drugs Don't Work

Ben Harper

	C	Am
All this	talk of getting old - Is getting me	down my love.

	Em	F
Like a cat in a	bag - Waiting to	drown -

	G	C
This	time I'm	calming down.

And I know your thinking of me - As you lay down on your side.

Now the drugs don't work - They just make you worse -

But I know I'll see your face again.

And now the drugs don't work - They just make you worse -

But I know I'll see your face again.

But I know i'm on a losing streak - As I pass down by your street

And if you want a show - Just let me know,

And I'll sing in your ear again.

Now the drugs don't work - They just make you worse -

But I Know I'll see your face again.

	F	G	Am
So baby -	oo	oh - If Heaven	calls -

	G	F	G
I'm coming	too, Just like you	sa	id:

	Am	G
If you leave my	life - I'm better off	dead!

All this talk of getting old - Is getting me down my love.

Like a cat in the bag - Waiting to drown -

This time I'm calming down.

Drugs don't work - They just make you worse -

But I know I'll see your face again

So baby - oooh - If Heaven calls -

I'm coming too, And like you said:

If you leave my life - I'm better off dead

But if you want a show - Just let me know -

And I'll sing in your ear again.

Now that the drugs don't work - They just make you worse -

But I know I'll see your face again.

391. Waiting On An angel

Ben Harper

	C	C/B	Am	G

Waiting on an angel

one to carry me home

hope you come to see me soon

	F	G	Am	Am/E
cause I	don't want to	go a	lone

	F	G
I	don't want to	go

	C	C/B	Am	G
a	lone

Now angel won't you come by me

angel hear my plea

take my hand lift me up

so that I can fly with thee

	F	G	Am	Am/E
And I'm	waiting	on an	angel

	F	G	C	C/E
and I	know it	won't be	long

	F	G	Am	Am/E
to	find my	self a	resting	place

	F	G	C	C/E
in	my	angel's	arms

	F	G
in my	angel's arms

	C	C/B	Am	G

So speak kind to a stranger

cause you'll never know

it just might be an angel come

knockin' at your door

And I'm waiting on an angel

and I know it won't be long

to find myself a resting place

in my angel's arms

	C	C/B	Am	G

Waiting on an angel

one to carry me home

hope you come to see me soon

	F	G	C	C/E
cause I	don't want to	go	alone

	F	G	Am	Am/E
I	don't want to	go	alone

	F	G	C
I	don't want to	go	alone

392. Walk Away

Ben Harper

Verse

G G/F# Em7 G/F# e-----------|-----------|-----------|-------------| B-----3--3--|-----3--3--|-----3--3--|-------3--3--| G-----0--0--|-----0--0--|-----0--0--|-------0--0--| D-----------|-----------|-----------|-------------| A-----------|-----------|-----------|-------------| E-3-3-------|-2-2-------|-0-0-------|-0h2-2-------|

Chorus

Csus2 C9/B Am7sus4 Csus2/G e-----------|-----------|-----------|-----------| B-----3--3--|-----3--3--|-----3--3--|-----3--3--| G-----0--0--|-----0--0--|-----0--0--|-----0--0--| D-----------|-----------|-----------|-----------| A-3-3-------|-2-2-------|-0-0-------|-----------| E-----------|-----------|-----------|-3-3-------| Csus2 C9/B Am7sus4 G/F# e-----------|-----------|-----------|-------------| B-----3--3--|-----3--3--|-----3--3--|-------3--3--| G-----0--0--|-----0--0--|-----0--0--|-------0--0--| D-----------|-----------|-----------|-------------| A-3-3-------|-2-2-------|-0-0-------|-------------| E-----------|-----------|-----------|-0h2-2-------|

Bridge

Am Em7 G D/F# e-----------|-----------|-----------|-----------| B-----1--0--|-----0--3--|-----3--3--|-----3--0--| G-----2--0--|-----0--0--|-----0--2--|-----2--0--| D-----------|-----------|-----------|-----------| A-0-0-------|-----------|-----------|-----------| E-----------|-0-0-------|-3-3-------|-2-2-------|

Oh no, Here comes that sun again

That means another day without you my friend

And it hurts me to look into the mirror at myself

And it hurts even more to have to be with somebody else

And it's so hard to do - And so easy to say-

But sometimes, sometimes - You just have to walk away -

Walk away.

So many people to love in my life

Why do i worry about one

But'a you put the happy in my ness

You put the good times into my fun

And it's so hard to do - And so easy to say.

But sometimes, sometimes - You just have to walk away;

Walk away - And head for the door.

	Bridge
	We've tried the goodbyes - So many days.

We walk in the same direction

So that we could never stray.

They say if you love somebody

Then you have got to set them free.

But I would rather be locked to you

	Verse
than live in this pain and mise-	ry

They say that time will make all this go away;

But its time that has taken my tomorrows and turned them into yesterdays.

And once again that rising sun is a'droppin' on down,

And once again you, my friend, are nowhere to be found.

And it's so hard to do - And so easy to say.

But sometimes, sometimes - You just have to walk away;

Walk away - And head for the door.

Jack Johnson

393. Breakdown

Jack Johnson / Jack Johnson: In Between Dreams (2004)

	\|:	G	Bm	Em	D	:\|

	G	Bm	Em	D
	I hope this old	train breaks down -	Then I could take a	walk around.

	G	Bm	Em	D
	And, see what there	is to see -	And time is just a	melody.

	G	Bm
With all the	people in the street - Walk as	fast as their feet can take them.

	Em	D	G
	I just roll through	town - And though my	window's got a view, well

	Bm	Em	D
The	frame I'm looking through - Seems to	have no concern for	now, so for now.

	G	G/f#	Em	D
	I	need this -	Old train to	breakdown.

	G	G/f#	Em	D
	Oh	please just -	Let me please	breakdown.

	\|:	G	Bm	Em	D	:\|

	G	Bm	Em	D
	This engine	screams out loud -	Centipede gonna	crawl westbound.

	G	Bm	Em	D
	So I don't even	make a sound -	It's gunna sting me when I	leave this town.

	G	Bm
All the	people in the street - That I'll	never get to meet.

	Em	D	G	Bm
If these	tracks don't bend some	how - And	I got no time - That	I got to get to

	Em	D
	Where I don't need to	be, so I

I need this - Old train to breakdown. Oh please just - Let me please breakdown.

	G	D	C	G	D	C
				I wanna break on down - But I cant stop now - Let me break on down

	G	Bm
But you	can't stop nothing - If you	got no control

	Em	D
Of the	thoughts in your mind. That you	kept in, you know,

	G	Bm
You	don't know nothing - But you	don't need to know.

	Em	D
The	wisdom's in the trees - Not the	glass windows.

	G	Bm
You	can't stop wishing - If you	don't let go,

	Em	D
But	things that you find. And you	lose, and you know

	G	Bm
You	keep on rolling, - Put the	moment on hold.

	Em	D
The	frames too bright - So put the	blinds down low.

I need this - Old train to breakdown. Oh please just - Let me please breakdown.

	G	Bm	Em	D	G	Bm	Em	D
				I wanna break on down				But I cant stop now

	\|:	G	Bm	Em	D	:\|	G

394. Bubble Toes

Jack Johnson

	D	A
It's as	simple as something that	nobody knows

	Em	C
that her	eyes are as big as her	bubbly toes

on the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards

	G
and her feet are all covered with tar balls - and	scars.

It's as common as something that nobody knows

that her beauty will follow wherever she goes

up the hill in the back of her house in the wood

she'd love me forever, I know - she could.

I remember when, you and me, Mmmmh how we used to be -

	G	C	D
just good friends, wouldn't give me none, But all I wanted was -	some

	G
	She's got a whole lot of reasons, she cant think of a

	C	D
	single one that can	justify leaving

and he got none but he thinks he got so many

problems and he got, too much time to - waste.

His dreams are like commercials, but her dreams are picture perfect and our

Dreams are so related though they're often underestimated.

Zwischenspiel

	G	C	D

It's as simple as something that nobody knows

that her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes

On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards

her feet are infested with tar balls, and

La da da da da da - La da da da da da da - La da da da da da - La da da da da da da

Well I was eating lunch at the D. L. G.

When this little girl came and she sat next to me

never seen nobody move the way she did

Well she did and she does and she'll do it again

When you move like a jellyfish, rhythm don't mean nothing

You go with the flow, you don't stop

Move like a jellyfish, rhythm is nothing

You go with the flow, you don't stop - Mmmmh...

It's as common as something that nobody knows

that her beauty will follow wherever she goes

Up the hill in the back of her house in the woods

She'll love me forever, I know she

La da da da da da - La da da da da da da - La da da da da da - La da da da da da da

If you would only listen, you might just

realize what you're missing, you're missing - me.

If you would only listen, you might just

realize what you're missing, you're missing - me.

It's as simple as something that nobody knows

that her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes

On the feet of the queen of the hearts of the cards

her feet are infested with tar balls and

La da da da da da - La da da da da da da - La da da da da da - La da da da da da da

395. F-Stop Blues

Jack Johnson

Intro:

	2x	E	G#m	A	E/B

Verse:

	E	B	A

Hermit crabs and cowrie shells, crushed beneath his feet as he comes towards you,

he's waving at you.

Lift him up to see what you can see, as he begins his focusing,

he's aiming at you.

And now he has, cutaways from memories and closeups of anything

that he has seen or even dreamed, and now he's finished focusing.

He's imagining lightning striking, sea sickness

away from here.

	E	G#m	A	E/B

Look who's laughing now that you've wasted,

how many years and you've barely even tasted,

anything remotely close to everything you've boasted about.

Look who's crying now.

Solo:

	2x	E	G#m	A	E/B

Driftwood floats after years of erosion.

Incoming tide touches roots to expose them.

Quicksand steals my shoes.

Clouds bring the F-stop blues.

Look who's laughing now that you've wasted,

how many years and you've barely even tasted,

anything remotely close to everything you've boasted about.

Look who's crying now.

396. Flake

Jack Johnson

Intro/Strophe

	Dm	F	Bb	F

I know she said it's alright

You can make it up next time

I know she knows it's not right

There ain't no use in lying

Maybe she thinks I know something

Maybe maybe she thinks it's fine

Maybe she knows something I don't

I'm so, I'm so tired, I'm so tired of trying

	F	C
	It seems to me that	maybe

	Dm	A
	It pretty much always	means no

	Bb	C	F
	So don't tell me you	might just let it	go

	F	C
	And often times we're	lazy

	Dm	A
	It seems to stand in	my way

	Bb	C	F
	'Cause no one, no, not	no one likes to be let	down

I know she loves the sunrise

No longer sees it with her sleeping eyes and

I know that when she said she's gonna try

Well it might not work because of other ties and

I know she usually has some other ties and

I wouldn't wanna break 'em, nah, I wouldn't wanna break 'em

Maybe she'll help me to untie this but

Until then, well, I'm gonna have to lie to her

It seems to me that maybe

It pretty much always means no

So don't tell me you might just let it go

And often times we're lazy

It seems to stand in my way

'Cause no one, no, not no one likes to be let down

397. Good People

Jack Johnson / Jack Johnson: In Between Dreams (2005)

B / / / | E / / / | C#m F# B C#m F# e--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- B----------------------------------9--9s10--9--7--7------------------------------------7--7-----7--------- Intro : G--------9-9b10-r9p7--7------------------------7--7----------9-9b10-r9p7-----7----------------9---9--7---- D--------------------9-9------------------------------------------------9-------------------------------9- A--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- E--7--7--------------------9-9-------------------------7--7--------------------9--9----------------------- B / / / | E / / / |C#m/ / / |F# / / / | e----------|-----0---|-----4---|-----2---| B------4---|-----0---|-----5---|-----2---| Verse : G------4---|-----1---|-----6---|-----3---| D------4---|-----2---|-----6---|-----4---| A--2-2-----|-----2---|-4-4-----|-----4---| E----------|-0-0-----|---------|-2-2-----|

	B	E	C#m	F#
	You	win it's your	show now, So	what's it going to be?

	B	E	C#m	F#
	Because	people will tune	in, How many train wrecks	do we need to see?

	B	E	C#m	F#
	Be	fore we lose	touch And	we thought this was low.

	B	E	C#m
	Well it's	bad, getting	worse....

	F#	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m
	Where'd all the good people	go?		- I've been	changing channels and I don't	see them on the	TV shows.

	F#	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m	F#
	Where'd all the good people	go?		- We've got	heaps and heaps of	what we sow!

	B	E	C#m	F#
They got	this and that with a	rattle a tat. Tes	ting, one, two, man	whatcha gonna do?

	B	E	C#m	F#
Bad	news misused, got	too much to lose.	Give me some truth now,	who's side are we on?

	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m
What	ever you say,	Turn on the	boob tube, I'm in the	mood to obey. So	lead me a	stray, And by the	way now...

	F#	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m
	Where'd all the good people	go?		- I've been	changing channels and I don't	see them on the	TV shows.

	F#	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m	F#
	Where'd all the good people	go?		- We've got	heaps and heaps of	what we sow!

Bridge chords: [E] [B] [C] [C#] [F#] [F] e----------------------------------7-----------------------------------------------------------------------------| B----------------------------------7----10--7--------------------------------------------------------------------| G--------9-9b10-r9p7--7-------------------------9------------9-9b10-r9p7-----7----------11-10-11-10-11-10---9----| D--------------------9-9------------------------------------------------9----------------------------------------| A----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E--7--7--------------------9-9-------------------------7--7-------------------9--9-------------------------------|

	E	B	C	C#	F#	F
	Sitting around feeling far a	way,		So far away but I can feel the	debris, can you	feel it?

	E	B	C	C#	F#
	You interrupt me from a	friendly conversation		To tell me how great it's all going to	be.

	F	E	B	C	C#	F#
		You - might - no	tice some hesitation,		Because it's important to you, it's not important to	me.

	F	E	B	C	C#	E
		But way down by the	edge of your reason		It's beginning to show and all I	really want to know is...

	F#	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m
	Where'd all the good people	go?		- I've been	changing channels and I don't	see them on the	TV shows.

	F#	B	E	C#m	F#	B	E	C#m	F#
	Where'd all the good people	go?		- We've got	heaps and heaps of	what we sow!

	B	E	C#m	F#
They got	this and that with a	rattle a tat, Tes	ting, one, two, man	whatcha gonna do?

	B	E
Bad	news misused,	give me some truth.

	C#m	F#	B
You got	too much to lose, Whose	side are we on today,	anyway? (Where'd all the good people go?)

	E	C#m	F#
Okay what	ever you say -	Wrong and resolute but in the	mood to obey

	B	E	C#m	F#	B
	Station to sta	tion, desensi	tizing the na	tion (Where'd all the good people go?) -	Going, going, gone

398. Inaudible Melodies

Jack Johnson

	F#
Brushfire	fairytales

	B
Itsy bitsy	diamond wells

	F#
Big fat	hurricanes

	B
Yellow bellied	given names

	C#
Well shortcuts can	slow you down

	B
And in the	end we're bound

	F#	C#7
To rebound off of	we

Well dust off your thinking caps

Solar powered plastic plants

Pretty pictures of things we ate

We are only what we hate

But in the long run we have found

Silent films are full of sound

Inaudibly free

	F#
	Slow down everyone

	A#
You're	moving too fast

	B
	Frames can't catch you when

	G#
You're	moving like that

	F#
	Inaudible melodies

	A#
Serve	narrational strategies

	B
	Unobtrusive tones

	G#
Help to	notice nothing but the zone

Of visual relevancy

Frame-lines tell me what to see

Chopping like an axe

Or maybe Eisenstein should just relax

Slow down everyone

You're moving too fast

Frames can't catch you when

You're moving like that

Well Plato's cave is full of freaks

Demanding refunds for the things they've seen

I wish they could believe

In all the things that never made the screen

And just slow down everyone

You're moving too fast

Frames can't catch you when

You're moving like that

Slow down everyone

You're moving too fast

Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that

Moving too fast

399. Losing Hope

Jack Johnson

	\|:	Am	C	G	:\|

	Am	C	G	Am	C	G
	I got a	faulty	parachute, I	got a	stranger's	friend

	Am	C	G
	An exciting change in	my butchers	blend,

	Am	C	G
	A symbol on the ceiling	with the flick of a	switch

	Am	C	G	F
	Yeah my new found hero	and the enemy's	ditching

	Am	C	G
	Well somebodies something was	left in a	room

	Am	C	G
	And now that it's gone well	of course we as	sume

	Am	C	G
	Somebody else needed	something so	bad

	Am	C	G	F
	They took everything	somebody	had

	C	C/B	Am	D	G
	Losing	hope is	easy -	when your only	friend is gone

	D	G
And	every time you	look around -

	D	G	C	C/B
	Well, it all, it	all just	seems to	change!

	Am	C	G
	The mark was left, man, it's	never the	same.

	Am	C	G
	Next time that you shoot	make sure	that you aim.

	Am	C	G
	Open windows with	passing	cars,

	Am	C	G	F
	A brand new night	with the same old	stars

Losing hope is easy when your only friend is gone

And every time you look around -

Well, it all, it all just seems to change

Bridge

	Am	C	G	Am

	Am	C	G	Am
	Feed the fool	A piece of the	pie

	C	G	Am
Make a	fool of his	system

	C	G	Am
Make a	fool of his	mind

	C	G	Am
Give him	bottles of	lies

	C	G	Am
And	maybe he'll	find

	C	G	Am
His	place in	heaven

	C	G	Am	F
Cause	he might just	die

Losing hope is easy when your only friend is gone

And every time you look around -

Well, it all, it all just seems to change

	C	C/B	Am	D	G
But	hanging	on is	easy -	when you've got a	friend to call

	D	G
When	nothings making sense	at all -

	D	G	C	C/B
	You're not the only	one that's	afraid of	change!

400. Taylor

Jack Johnson

	C	G	Am	F

They say Taylor was a good girl

Never one to be late

Complain, express

Ideas in her brain

Working on the night shift

Passing out the tickets

You're gonna have to pay her

If you wanna park here

Well, mommy's little dancer

Has quite a little secret

Working on the streets now

Never gonna keep it

It's quite an imposition

And now she's only wishin'

That she would have listened

To the words they said

Poor Taylor

She just wanders around

Unaffected by

The winter winds, yeah

And she'll pretend that

Well she's somewhere else

So far and clear

About two thousand miles

From here

Well, Peter Patrick pitter-patters on the window

The sunny silhouette won't let him in

Poor old Pete's got nothing, cause he's been falling

Somehow, Sonny knows just where he's been

He thinks that singing on Sunday is gonna save his soul

Now that Saturday's gone

Sometimes he thinks, that he's on his way

But I can see, that his brake lights are on

He just wanders around

Unaffected by

The winter winds, yeah

And he'll pretend that

Well he's somewhere else

So far and clear

About two thousand miles

From here

Such a tough enchilada

Filled up with nada

Giving what she gotta

Give to get a dollar bill

Used to be a limber chicken

Times have been a tickin'

Now she's finger lickin'

To the man

With the money in his pocket

Flying in his rocket

Only stopping by

On his way to a better

	C	D	F	G
	world		If	Taylor finds a better

	C	D	F	G	C
	world			Then Taylor's gonna run away

401. Times Like These

Jack Johnson / Jack Johnson: On and On (2003)

Riff 01 e-----------| b-----------| G-----------| D--------4--| A--0s4-7----| E-----------|

	B	A	E	A	E

	A	E
In times like	these - In times like	those;

	A	E
What will be will	be - And so it	goes.

	F#m	B
And it always goes	on and on and	on and on and on;

	F#m	B	A
	on and on and	on and on and on it	goes.

	E	A	E
hmm hmm	hmm - hmm hmm	hmm - hmm hmm	hmm

	F#m
And there has always been	laughing, crying, birth, and dying.

	B
	Boys and girls with hearts that take and give and break,

	F#m	B
And	heal and grow and recreate and raise and	nurture.

	A
But then hurt from time to time like	these,

	E	A	E
And times like	those - And what will be will	be - And so it	goes.

	F#m
And there will always be	stop and go and fast and slow,

	B
Action, R	eaction, sticks and stones and broken bones.

	F#m
	Those for peace and those for war,

	B
And god bless	these ones, not those ones.

	A
But these ones made times	like these,

	E	A	E
And times like	those - What will be will	be - And so	it goes.

	F#m	B
And it always goes -	on and on and o	n and on and on

	F#m	B	A
	on and on and o	n and on and on it	goes

	E	A	E
hmm hmm	hmm - hmm hmm	hmm - hmm hmm	hmm.

	F#m	Riff 01	E
But somehow I	know it	won't be the	same,

	F#m	Riff 01	E
Somehow I	know it'll	never be the	same.

Gary Jules

402. Mad World

Orzabal / Gary Jules

	Em	G	D	A
	All around me are fa	miliar faces,	worn out places,	worn out faces.

	Em	G	D	A
	Bright and early for their	daily races,	going nowhere,	going nowhere.

	Em	G	D	A
	And their tears are filling	up their glasses,	no expression,	no expression.

	Em	G	D	A
	Hide my head, I want to	drown my sorrow,	no tomorrow,	no tomorrow.

	Em	A	Em
	And I find it kind of	funny, I find it kind of	sad.

	A	Em
The dreams in which I'm	dying are the best I've every	had.

	A	Em
I find it hard to	tell you, cause I find it hard to	take.

	A
When people run in	circles, it's a very, very

Em

G

A

Em

G

A

Em

G

A

Em

G

A

Mad

World;

mad

world;

mad

world;

mad

world!

Children waiting for the day they feel good, Happy birthday, happy birthday.

Made to feel the way that every child should, sit and listen, sit and listen.

Went to school and I was very nervous, no one knew me, no one knew me.

Hello teacher, tell me what's my lesson; look right through me, look right through me.

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.

The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've every had.

I find it hard to tell you, cause I find it hard to take.

When people run in circles, it's a very, very

Mad World; mad world; mad world; mad world!

Jason Mraz

403. I'm Yours

Jason Mraz

	A
Well,	you done done me in, you bet I felt it

	E
I	tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted

	F#m
I	fell right through the cracks

	D
Now I'm	trying to get back

Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest

And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention

I reckon it's again my turn

to win some or learn some

	A	E
But	I won't hesi	tate no more,

	F#m	D
no	more It cannot	wait, I'm yours

	A	E
Well,	open up your mind and see like	me

	F#m
Open up your plans and damn you're	free

	D
Look into your heart and you'll find	love love, love, love

Listen to the music of the moment, people dance and sing

We're just one big family

And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved, love, love, loved,

	B7
	loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait I'm sure

There's no need to complicate

Our time is short

This is our fate, I'm yours

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror

And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer

But my breath fogged up the glass

And so I drew a new face and I laughed

I guess what I'll be saying is there ain't no better reason

To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons

It's what we aim to do

Our name is our virtue

So I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait I'm sure

There's no need to complicate

Our time is short

This is our fate, I'm yours

Milow

404. You And Me (in my Pocket)

Jonathan Vandenbroeck / Milow: North and South (2011)

	Intro:	\|:	C	Em	D	G	:\|

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	I wish you	smelled a	little	funny,	Not just	funny	really	bad.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	We could	roam the	streets for	ever,	Just like	cats but	we'd never	stray.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	I sometimes	wish you	were a	mermaid,	I could	raise you in the	tub at	home.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	We could	take a	swim	together,	On weekly	daytrips	to the	bay.

|:

C

Em

D

G

C

Em

D

G

:|

|:

C

Em

D

G

:|

Oh-

oh,

you and

me,

It would be

only

you and

me.

You

and

Me

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
I	wish you	were a	little	bigger,	Not just	big but	really really	fat.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	Doors you	would no	longer	fit through,	In my	bed you would	have to	stay.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	I often	wish that	you had	feathers,	I'd keep	you in a	giant	cage.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	All day	long I'd	sit and	watch you,	And sing for	you and that	would be	okay.

|:

C

Em

D

G

C

Em

D

G

:|

|:

C

Em

D

G

:|

Oh-

oh,

you and

me,

It would be

only

you and

me.

You

and

Me

Bridge

	Bm	Em	C	D	Bm	Em	C	D
	People	say there are	plenty of	fish,	In the	sea, Baby,	all I do is	wish.

n.C.

C

Em

D

G

C

Em

D

G

- I wish,

- I wish

,

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
I	wish you	were a	little	slower,	Not just	slow but	para	lyzed.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
	Then I could	plug you	into a	socket	So you could	never	run a	way.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
I	really	wish that	you were	smaller.	Not just	small but	really, really	short.

	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G
So	I could	put you	in my	pocket	And carry	you a	round all	day.

	\|:	C	Em	D	G	C	Em	D	G	:\|
		Oh-	oh,	you and	me,	It would be	only	you and	me.

C

G

D

G

|:

F

Am

G

C

:|

It would be

only

you and

me.

You

and

Me

Katie Melua

405. Nine Million Bicycles

Mike Batt / Katie Melua: Piece by Piece (2005)

	C	Dm	F	Dm	C	Dm	F	Dm	C
(	flut	e)

	C	Am	Em
	There are	nine million bicycles in	Beijing

	Dm	F
That's a	fact, It's a	thing we can't deny

	Dm	C	C
Like the	fact that I will love you till I	die.

	Am	Em
We are	twelve billion light years from the	edge,

	Dm	F
That's a	guess, No-one can	ever say it's true

	Dm	C	C
But I	know that I will always be with	you.

	Fm	C	Fm	Am
I'm	warmed by the	fire of your	love every	day

	Fm	Am	Dm	G
So	don't call me a	liar, Just	believe everything that I	say

	Am	Em
There are	six billion people in the	world

	Dm	F
More or	less, and it	makes me feel quite small

Dm

C

Am

Em

Dm

F

Dm

C

F

C

Dm

C

But

you're the one I love the most of

all

(

flute

)

	Fm	C	Fm	Am
We're	high on the	wire, with the	world in our	sight

	Fm	Am	Dm	G
And	I'll never	tire, Of the	love that you give me every	night

	Am	Em
There are	nine million bicycles in	Beijing

	Dm	F
That's a	Fact, it's a	thing we can't deny

	Dm	C	F
Like the	fact that I will love you till I	die

	Dm	C	F
And there are	nine million bicycles in	Beijing

	Dm	F	C		Dm		F		C
And you	know that I will	love you till I	die!

Old Crow Medicine Show

406. Wagon Wheel

Bob Dylan, Ketcham Secor / Old Crow Medicine Show: Old Crow Medicine Show (2004)

	\|:	G	D	Em	C	G	D	C	:\|

	G	D	Em	C
	Headed down south to the	land of the pines, And I'm	thumbin' my way into	North Caroline.

	G	D	C
	Starin' up the road - And pray to	God I see	headlights.

	G	D	Em	C
I	made it down the coast in	seventeen hours,	Pickin' me a bouquet of	dogwood flowers,

	G	D	C
And I'm a	hopin' for Raleigh - I can	see my baby to	night.

	G	D	Em	C	G	D	C
So	rock me mama like a	wagon wheel;	Rock me mama any	way you feel -	Hey,	mama	rock me!

	G	D	Em	C
	Rock me mama like the	wind and the rain;	Rock me mama like a	south-bound train -

	G	D	C	G	D	Em	C	G	D	C
	Hey,	mama	rock me!

	G	D	Em	C
	Runnin' from the cold	up in New England I was	born to be a fiddler in an	old-time stringband.

	G	D	C
My	baby plays the guitar -	I pick a banjo	now.

	G	D	Em	C
Oh, the	North country winters keep a	gettin' me now, Lost my	money playin' poker so I	had to up and leave.

	G	D	C
But I	ain't a turnin' back - To	livin' that old life	no more!

	G	D	Em	C	G	D	C
So	rock me mama like a	wagon wheel;	Rock me mama any	way you feel -	Hey,	mama	rock me!

	G	D	Em	C
	Rock me mama like the	wind and the rain;	Rock me mama like a	south-bound train -

G

D

C

|:

G

D

Em

C

G

D

C

:|

Hey,

mama

rock me!

	G	D	Em	C
	Walkin' to the south	out of Roanoke - I caught a	trucker out of Philly. Had a	nice long talk.

	G	D	C
But	he's a headed west from the	Cumberland Gap - To	Johnson City, Tennessee

	G	D	Em	C
And I	gotta get a move on	before the sun, I hear my	baby callin' my name and I	know that she's the only one.

	G	D	C
And	if I die in Raleigh - At	least I will die	free!

	G	D	Em	C	G	D	C
So	rock me mama like a	wagon wheel;	Rock me mama any	way you feel -	Hey,	mama	rock me!

	G	D	Em	C	G	D	C	G
	Rock me mama like the	wind and the rain;	Rock me mama like a	south-bound train -	Hey,	mama	rock me!

One More Girl

407. When it ain't Rainin'

Victoria Banks, Gretchen Wilson / One More Girl: Big Sky (2009)

	D	A	Em	G
Intro

	Em	G	Em	G
Well there	used to be a	time when your	roses and your	wine

	Em	G	D	A
Were the	kind of offer I	could not re	fuse.

	Em	G	Em	G
You think	love’s a swingin’	door just a	shelter from your	storms,

	Em	G	A
But baby	I can’t cry no	more tears for	you

	D	A	Em
So you can	come back when you	want me as bad as you	need me.

	G	D	A
Come back when you	mean what you’re saying,	Come back when you	know what you have.

	Em	G
Oh you	better come back baby	when it ain't raining!

	Em	G	Em	G
You say	I am all you	need and your	nothings sound so	sweet.

	Em	G	D	A
But they won't	sweep me off my	feet not this	time!

	Em	G	Em	G
'Cause my	heart's been broke be	fore and I been	caught in your down	pour

	Em	G	A
And baby	I won't cry no	more tears for	you.

	D	A	Em
So you can	come back when you	want me as bad as you	need me.

	G	D	A
Come back when you	mean what you’re saying,	Come back when you	know what you have.

	Em	G
Oh you	better come back baby	when it ain't raining!

Interlude

	D	A	Em	G

	D	A	Em
So	come back when you	want me as bad as you	need me.

	G	D	A
Come back when you	mean what you’re saying,	Come back when you	know what you have.

	Em	G
Oh you	better come back baby	when it ain't raining...

Kid Rock

408. All Summer Long

Kid Rock

	D	C	G

	D	C	G
It was	198	9, my thoughts were	short my hair was long

	D	C	G
Caught some	where bet	ween a boy and	man

	D	C	G
	She was	17 and she was	far from in between

	D	C	G
It was	summertime in	Northern Michi	gan

Splashin' thru the sandbar, talkin' by the campfire

It's the simple things in life like when and where

We didn't have no internet, but man I never will forget

The way the moonlight shined upon her hair

	D	C	G
And we were	tryin' different	things and we were	smokin' funny things

	D	C	G
Makin'	love out by the	lake to our favorite	songs

	D	C	G
Sippin'	whisky out the	bottle not	thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

	D	C	G
Singin'	sweet home Ala	bama all	summer long

	D	C	G
Singin'	sweet home Ala	bama all	summer long

Catchin' walleye from the dock watchin' waves roll off the rocks

She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul

We'd blister in the sun we couldn't wait for night to come

To hit that sandy place of rock 'n roll

And we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things

	D
Makin'	love out by the lake to our favorite songs

Sippin' whisky out the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

Singin' sweet home Alabama all summer long

Solo

Now nothin' seems as strange as when the leaves began to change

Oh how we thought those days would never end

Sometimes I hear that song and I'll start to sing along

And think man I'd like to see that girl again

And we were tryin' different things and we were smokin' funny things

	D
Makin'	love out by the lake to our favorite songs

Sippin' whisky out the bottle not thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

Singin' sweet home Alabama all summer long

repeat

	D	C	G

Turin Brakes

DMaj7

409. Red Moon

Olly Knights & Gale Paridjanian / Turin Brakes: Jackinabox (2004)

	\|:	Bm	A	G	A	Dmaj7	G	E	:\|
		Ooooh	Oooh	Ooooh -	Oooh	Ooooh -	Oooh	Ooooh

	Bm	A	E	Bm		A		E
	Some	times just letting	go is	ea-	-	easi-	-	er.

	Bm	A	E	Bm	A	E
	Dead	friends can't come	back, they're	gone and	life goes	on.

	A	G	A	G
If you	try, you'll be al	right, If you	try, you'll be al	right.

	Bm		A	G	Dmaj7		A	G	E
		I'm hanging a	round	you - We're catching the	star-	-	light - Underneath a	red	moon!

	Bm		A	G	Dmaj7		A	G	E
		We're leaving the	city to	night - We're finding our	free-	-	dom - Underneath a	red	moon!

	Bm	A	E	Bm	A	E
	Leave	your woes be	hind,	Start the	car and	drive.

	Bm	A	E	Bm	A	E
	De	serts bring you	home, The	only	roads you've	known.

	A	G	A	G
If you	try, you'll be al	right, If you	try, you'll be al	right.

	Bm		A	G	Dmaj7		A	G	E
		I'm hanging a	round	you - We're catching the	star-	-	light - Underneath a	red	moon!

	Bm		A	G	Dmaj7		A	G	E
		We're leaving the	city to	night - We're finding our	free-	-	dom - Underneath a	red	moon!

	solo:	Bm	A	G	A	Dmaj7	G	E

	\|:	Bm	G	Am	Dmaj7	:\|	Am	Dmaj7	A		G
	(2x)	Here it	comes, You	might as	well.	You	might as	well!

	A	G
If you	try, you'll be al	right.

	Bm		A	G	Dmaj7		A	G	E
		I'm hanging a	round	you - We're catching the	star-	-	light - Underneath a	red	moon!

	Bm		A	G	Dmaj7		A	G	E
		We're leaving the	city to	night - We're finding our	free-	-	dom - Underneath a	red	moon!

	\|:	Bm	A	G	A	Dmaj7	G	E	:\|

Passenger

410. Let her go

Mike Rosenberg / Passenger: All the little things (2012)

	F	G	\|:	Am	G	F	G	:	\|	Am
			\| (	3x)					\|

	F	C
Well you only need the	light when it's burning	low,

	G	Am
Only miss the	sun when it starts to	snow.

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you let her	go!

	F	C
Only know you've been	high when you're feeling	low.

	G	Am
Only hate the	road when you re missin'	home,

	F	C
Only know your	lover when you've let her	go,

	G	Am	F	G	Em	Am	F	G
And you	let her go!

	Am	F
	Staring at the bottom of your	glass

	G	Em
Hoping	one day you will make a dream	last.

	Am	F	G
The dreams come	slow and go	so fast!

	Am	F
You	see her when you close your	eyes,

	G	Em
Maybe	one day you will understand	why.

	Am	F	G
Everything you	touch all it	dies.

	F	C
Because you only need the	light when it s burning	low,

	G	Am
Only miss the	sun when it starts to	snow.

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you let her	go!

	F	C
Only know you've been	high when you're feeling	low,

	G	Am
Only hate the	road when you're missin'	home,

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you've let her	go!

	Am	F
	Staring at the ceiling in the	dark

	G	Em
Same old	empty feeling in your	heart;

	Am	F	G
Love comes	slow and it goes so	fast!

	Am	F
Well you	see her when you fall a	sleep,

	G	Em
But to never to	touch and never to	keep

	Am
Because you loved her too	much!

	F	G
And you dive too	deep...

	F	C
Because you only need the	light when it's burning	low,

	G	Am
Only miss the	sun when it s starts to	snow.

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you let her	go!

	F	C
Only know you've been	high when you're feeling	low,

	G	Am
Only hate the	road when you're missin'	home;

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you've let her	go!

	Am	F	G
And you let her	go - Ooh-	ooh-	ooh

	Am	F	G
And you let her	go - Oooh-	ooh-	ooh

	Am	F	G	Em	Am	F	G
And you let her	go

	F	C
Because you only need the	light when it's burning	low,

	G	Am
Only miss the	sun when it starts to	snow.

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you let her	go!

	F	C
Only know you ve been	high when you're feeling	low,

	G	Am
Only hate the	road when you're missin'	home;

	F	C
Only know your	lover when you ve let her	go,

	G
And you let her	go!

	F	C
Because you only need the	light when it's burning	low,

	G	Am
Only miss the	sun when it starts to	snow.

	F	C	G
Only know your	lover when you let her	go!

	F	C
Only know you've been	high when you're feeling	low,

	G	Am
Only hate the	road when you're missin'	home;

	F	C
Only know your	lover when you ve let her	go,

	G	Am
	And you let her go!

Plain White T's

411. Hey There Delilah

Plain White T's

Intro: C Em C Em

	C	Em
	Hey there Delilah, what's it	like in New York City?

	C	Em
I'm a	thousand miles away, but girl, to	night you look so pretty

	Am	Am/G	F	G	Am	G
Yes you	do,		Times Square can't	shine as bright as	you, I swear it's	true

Hey there Delilah, don't you worry about the distance,

I'm right there if you get lonely, give this song another listen.

Close your eyes, Listen to my voice, it's my disguise, I'm by your side

	C	C/G	Am	Am/B	C	C/G	Am	Am/B
	Oh it's what you	do to	me	-	Oh it's what you	do to	me

	C	C/G	Am	Am/B	C	C/G	Am	Am/B	C	C/G
	Oh it's what you	do to	me	-	Oh it's what you	do to	me, What you do	to	me

Hey there Delilah, I know times are getting hard

But just believe me, girl someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar

We'll have it good, we'll have the life we knew we would, my word is good

Hey there Delilah, I've got so much left to say

If every simple song I wrote to you, would take your breath away

I'd write it all, even more in love with me you'd fall, we'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me - Oh it's what you do to me

	C	C/G	Am	Am/G
Oh it's what you do to me -	Oh it's what you	do to	me

Bridge:

	F	G
	A thousand miles seems pretty far, but	they've got planes and trains and cars

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G
I'd	walk to you if I had no	other	way

	F	G
	Our friends would all make fun of us and	we'll just laugh along because

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G
we	know that none of them have	felt this	way

	F	G
	Delilah I can promise you, that	by the time we get through

	Am	G
The	world will never ever be the same and you're to	blame

Hey there Delilah, you be good and don't you miss me

	Am	Am/G
Two more years and you'll be done with school and I'll be making history like I	do

	F	G	Am	Am/G
	You'll know it's	all because of	you

	F	G	Am	Am/G
	We can do what	ever we want	to

	F	G	Am	G
	Hey there Delil	ah here's to	you, this ones for	you

Oh it's what you do to me - Oh it's what you do to me - Oh it's what you do to me - Oh it's what you do to me

	\|:	C	C/G	Am	Am/B	:\| (4x)	C	C/G	C
		Oh	Oh	Oh

412. 1, 2, 3, 4 (I Love You)

Plain White T's

Intro

One, two, one-two-three-four

	D
	Give me more loving than I’ve ever had

	A
	Make it all better when I’m feeling sad

	Bm	A
	Tell me I’m special even though I know I’m	not

	D
	Make me feel good when I hurt so bad

	A	Bm
	Barely getting mad - I’m so glad I	found you

	A	G
I love being	around you - You make it	easy

	A
As easy as	One, two, one-two-three-four

	D	A	Bm	A	G	D
There’s only	one thing	To Do	Three words	For	you

(I love you) I love you

	D	A	Bm	A	G	D
There’s only	one way	to say Those	three words	That’s	what I’ll do

(I love you) I love you

Give me more loving from the very start

Piece me back together when I fall apart

Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends

Make me feel good when I hurt so bad

You’re the best that I’ve had

And I’m so glad I found you

I love being around you

You make it easy

It’s easy as One, two, one-two-three-four

There’s only one thing...

repeat

Tom Waits

413. Cold Cold Ground

Tom Waits: Franks Wild Years (1987)

	C	Am
	Crest fallen sidekick in an	old cafe

	C	Am
never	slept with a dream before he	had to go away

	C	Am
there's a	bell in the tower uncle	Ray bought a round

	F
Never	worry 'bout the army

	G	G7	C
	in the cold	cold	ground

	Am
Cold cold	ground

	C
Cold cold	ground

	Am
Cold cold	ground

Now don't be a cry baby when there's wood in the shed

there's a bird in the chimeny and a stone in my bed

when the road's washed out they pass a bottle around

and waits in the arms

of the cold cold . . .

there's a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope

and a briar patch of berries takin' over the slope

the cat'll sleep in the mailbox and we'll never go to town

till we bury every dream

in the cold cold . . .

Gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells

blow the roof of the goat barn let it roll down the hill

the piano is firewood Times Square is a dream

I find we lay down together

in the cold cold . . .

Call the cops on the Breadloves bring a bible and a rope

and a whole box of rebel and a bar of soap

make a pile of trunk tires

and burn 'em all down bring a dollar with you baby

in the cold cold . . .

Take a weather vane rooster throw rocks at his head

stop talking to the neighbors till we all go dead

beware of my temper and the dog that I found

break all the windows

in the cold cold . . .

414. Long Way Home

Tom Waits, Kathleen Brennan

	C
	Well I stumbled in the darkness

I'm lost and alone

Though I said I'd go before us

	Am
And show the way back	home

	F	G
There a	light up	ahead

	C	F
I	can't hold on very	long

	C	G	C
For	give me pretty baby but I	always take the long way	home

Money's just something you throw

Off the back of a train

Got a head full of lightning

A hat full of rain

Yes I know that I said

I'd never do it again

And I love you pretty baby but I always take the long way home

I put food on the table

And a roof overhead

But I'd trade it all tomorrow

For the highway instead

Watch your back if I should tell you

Love's the only thing I've ever known

One thing's for sure pretty baby I always take the long way home

You know I love you baby

More than the whole wide world

You are my woman

You know you are my pearl

Let's go out past the party lights

Where we can finally be alone

Come with me and we can take the long way home

	F	G	C
Come with	me, together	we can take the long way	home

	F	G	C
Come with	me, together	we can take the long way	home

Wilco

415. Jesus, etc.

Jeff Tweedy & Jay Bennett / Wilco: Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (2002)

	Am	Em	Am	F
	Jesus, don't	cry -	You can	rely on me, honey.

	C	Dm	G		Am	Em
	You can	combine anything you want		-	I'll be	around.

	Am	F	C	Dm	G		F
	You were	right about the stars,	Each	one is A setting sun.

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G	G
	Tall	buildings	shake,	voices	escape; Singing	sad,	sad	songs -	Tuned to chords.

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G
	Strum	down	your cheeks,	bitter	melodies; Turning your	or	bit	around.

	Am	Em	Am	F
	Don't	cry -	You can	rely on me, honey.

	C	Dm	G		Am	Em
	You can come	by any time you want		-	I'll be	around.

	Am	F	C	Dm	G		F
	You were	right about the stars,	Each one is A	setting sun

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G	G
	Tall	buildings	shake,	voices	escape; Singing	sad,	sad	songs -	Tuned to chords.

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G
	Strum	down	your cheeks,	bitter	melodies; Turning your	or	bit	around.

	Am	Em	Am	F	C	Dm	G
	Voices	whine -	Skyscrapers are	scraping	together, Your	voice is	smoking.

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G
	Last	cigarettes -	all you can	get	Turning your	or	bit	around.

	Am	Em	Am	F	C	Dm	G
	Our	love -	Our	Love -	Our	love is all we	have!

	Am	Em	Am	F
	Our	love -	Our love is	all of God's money!

	C	Dm	G	F
	Every	one is A burning sun

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G	G
	Tall	buildings	shake,	voices	escape; Singing	sad,	sad	songs	Tuned to chords.

	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G
	Strum	down	your cheeks,	bitter	melodies; Turning your	or	bit	around.

	Am	Em	Am	F	C	Dm	G
	Voices	whine -	Skyscrapers are	scraping	together, Your	voice is	smoking.

	\|:	C	C/B	Am	Am/G	E	C	F	G	:\|
		Last	cigarettes -	all you can	get	Turning your	or	bit	around.

Folk & Blues

416. Amazing Grace

Melodie: trad., Text: John Newton (1779)

	D	D7	G	D	D7	A A7
Am	azing	grace, how	sweet the	sounds,that saved a	wretch like	me.

	D	D7	G	D	Hm	A	F	D
I	once was	lost, but	now I’m	found, was	blind but	now	I	see.

‘T was grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved.

How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed.

Thro’s many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come,

‘Tis grace hath bro’t me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home.

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, in a believers ear.

It sooths his sorrows, heals the wounds, and drives away his fear.

Must Jesus bear the cross alone and all the world go free?

No, there’s a cross for ev’ry one and there’s a cross for me.

417. Day-O (Banana Boat Song)

trad. (Jamaica)

	C
	Day-oh, Day-oh;

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

	C
	Day-oh, Day-oh;

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

	C
	Six han' seven han' eight han' bunch!

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

Six han' seven han' eight han' bunch!

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

	C
	Come mister tally man tally me banana.

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

Come mister tally man tally me banana.

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

	C
	Day-oh, Day-oh;

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

	C
	Day-oh, Day-oh;

	C	G7	C
	Daylight come an' I	wanna go	home.

418. Black is the Colour

Trad.

	Am	F	G		Am
	Black is the	colour -		of my true love's	hair.

	F	G		E7
Her lips are like	some -		roses	fair.

	F	G		E7
She's the sweetest	smile -		and the gentlest	hands.

	F	G		Am
I love the	ground -		where on she	stands.

	Am	F	G		Am
	I love my	love -		well she	knows.

	F	G		E7
I love the	ground -		where on she	goes.

	F	G		E7
I wish the	day -		it soon would	come

	F	G		Am
When she and	I -		could be as	one.

	Am	F	G		Am
	I go to the	Clyde -		and mourn and	weep.

	F	G		E7
Satis	fied -		I never can	be.

	F	G		E7
I write her a	letter, -		just a few short	lines -

	F	G		Am
And suffer	death -		a thousand	times.

	Am	F	G		Am
For	Black is the	colour -		of my true love's	hair.

	F	G		E7
Her lips are	like -		some roses	fair.

	F	G		E7
She's the sweetest	smile -		and the gentlest	hands.

	F	G		Am
I love the	ground -		where on she	stands.

419. Banks of the Ohio

trad. / Joan Baez: Vol. 1

	D	A	A7	D
I asked my	love,to take a	walk; Take a	walk, just a little	walk.

	D7	G	D	A7	D
Down be	side where the waters	flow; Down by the	banks	of the Ohi	o.

	D	A7	D
And only	say, that you'll be	mine. In no others arms en	twine.

	D7	G	D	A7	D
Down be	side where the waters f	low, down by the	banks	of the Ohi	o.

	D	A	A7	D
I held a	knife against her	breast, as in	to my arms she	pressed.

	D7	G	D	A7	D
She cried: "	Oh Willie, don't murder	me, I'm not pre	pared	for eterni	ty".

	D	A7	D
And only	say, that you'll be	mine. In no others arms en	twine.

	D7	G	D	A7	D
Down be	side where the waters f	low, down by the	banks	of the Ohi	o.

Solo

	D	A	A7	D
I started	home 'tween twelve and	one, I cried: "My	God, what have I	done?

	D7	G	D	A7	D
Killed the	only woman I	loved, because she	would	not be my	bride".

	D	A7	D
And only	say, that you'll be	mine. In no others arms en	twine.

	D7	G	D	A7	D
Down be	side where the waters f	low, down by the	banks	of the Ohi	o.

420. I am a Man of Constant Sorrow

Traditional, Carter Stanley / Soggy Bottom Boys featuring Dan Tyminski: O Brother, where art thou?

Capo I

	E		E	B7	E
			In constant	sorrow all through his	days.

	E	A
	I am a man of constant	sorrow,

	B7	E
I've seen	trouble all my	day.

	A
I bid farewell to old Ken	tucky,

	B7	E
The place where	I was born and	raised.

	B7	E
- The place where	he was born and	raised. -

For six long years I've been in trouble,

No pleasures here on earth I found.

For in this world I'm bound to ramble,

I have no friends to help me now.

- He has no friends to help him now. -

It's fare thee well my old lover,

I never expect to see you again.

For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad,

Perhaps I'll die upon this train.

- Perhaps he'll die upon this train. -

You can bury me in some deep valley,

For many years where I may lay.

Then you may learn to love another,

While I am sleeping in my grave.

- While he is sleeping in his grave. -

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger,

My face you'll never see no more.

But there is one promise that is given,

I'll meet you on God's golden shore.

- He'll meet you on God's golden shore. -

421. Dirty Old Town

Ewan MacColl (1946) / the Dubliners; the Pogues

	C	F	C
I	met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a	dream by the old ca	nal,

	F	G	C	G	Am
	Kissed	my	girl by the fact'ry wall, Dirty old	town, dirty old	town.

I heard a siren from the docks, Saw a train set the noght on fire,

Smelled the spring on the smoky wind, Dirty old town,dirty old town.

Clouds are drifting across the moon, Cats are prowling on their beat

Springs a girl from the streets at night, Diriy old town,dirty old town.

I'm going to make me a good sharp axe, Shining steel,tempered in the fire,

I'll chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town,dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a dream by the old canal,

Kissed my girl by the fact'ry wall, Dirty old town, dirty old town...

422. Freight Train Blues

Trixie Smith

	E		E7		A		Am		E		H7

	E
	I hate to hear that freight train blow, boo-hoo.

	A	E
	I hate to hear that	freight train blow, boo-hoo.

	H7	A7	E
Every	time I hear it bowin' I	feel like ridin'	too.

	E		E7		A		Am		E		H7

I asked the brakeman to let me ride the blind;

Yes, I asked the brakeman to let me ride the blind.

He said: "My old fellow you know the train ain't mine".

That’s the mean old fireman, cruel old engineer,

mean old fireman, cruel old engineer.

It was mean old train that took my woman away from here.

I’ve got the freight train blues, but I’m too darn mean to cry.

I’ve got the freight train blues, too darn mean to cry.

I’m gonna love that woman till the day she dies.

I hate to hear that freight train blow, boo-hoo.

Every time I hear it blowin' I feel like ridin' too.

423. Get thee behind me, Satan

Lee Hays, Millard Lampell, Pete Seeger/Almanac Singers (1941)

	A
	My Boss comes up to me with a five-dollar bill,

	A7
Says, "Get you some whiskey, boy, and	drink your fill."

	A7	D	A
	Get thee	behind me, Satan, travel on down the	line.

	E7	D7	A
I am a	union man, gonna	leave you be	hind.

A red-headed woman took me out to dine,

Says, "Love me, baby, leave your union behind."

Get thee behind me, Satan, travel on down the line.

I am a union man, gonna leave you behind.

On the Fourth of July, the politicians say,

"Vote for us and we'll raise your pay."

Get thee behind me, Satan, travel on down the line.

I am a union man, gonna leave you behind.

Oh, the company union sent out a call,

They said, "Join us in the summer, we'll forget you in the fall."

Get thee behind me, Satan, travel on down the line.

I am a union man, gonna leave you behind.

If anyone should ask you your union to sell,

Just tell him where to go, send him back to hell!

Get thee behind me, Satan, travel on down the line.

I am a union man, gonna leave you behind.

424. Greensleeves

trad., 16th century

	Dm	Bb	C	Am	Dm	A
A	las, my	love, you	do me	wrong, To	cast me off dis	courteously.

	Dm	Bb	C	Am	Dm	A	Dm
For	I have	loved you	well and	long, De	lighting in	your compa	ny.

	F	C	Am	Dm	A
	Greensleeves was	all my	joy -	Greensleeves was	my delight,

	F	C	Am	Dm	A	Dm
	Greensleeves was my	heart of	gold, And	who but my	lady	greensleeves.

Your vows you've broken, like my heart, Oh, why did you so enrapture me?

Now I remain in a world apart - But my heart remains in captivity.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

I have been ready at your hand, To grant whatever you would crave,

I have both wagered life and land, Your love and good-will for to have.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

If you intend thus to disdain, It does the more enrapture me,

And even so, I still remain - A lover in captivity.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

My men were clothed all in green, And they did ever wait on thee;

All this was gallant to be seen, And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

Thou couldst desire no earthly thing, But still thou hadst it readily.

Thy music still to play and sing; And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

Well, I will pray to God on high, That thou my constancy mayst see,

And that yet once before I die, Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu, To God I pray to prosper thee,

For I am still thy lover true, Come once again and love me.

Greensleeves was all my joy - Greensleeves was my delight,

Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady greensleeves.

425. Hang Me,Oh Hang me

Trad. / Dave van Ronk: Folksinger (1963)

	D	G	D
	Hang Me, Oh Hang me, and	I'll Be dead and	gone.

	D	Bm	G	D
	Hang Me, Oh	Hang me,	I'll be dead and	gone.

	D	Bm	D	Bm
	Wouldn't mind the	hangin, but the	layin' in the grave so	long, poor boy.

	Bb	A	D
I been	all a	round this	world.

	D	G	D
	I been all around cape Girardeau,	parts of Arkan	sas.

	D	Bm	G	D
	all round cape	Girardeau,	parts of Arkan	sas.

	D	Bm	D	Bm
	Got so god damn	hungry, I could	hide behind a	straw, poor boy.

I been all around this world.

	D	G	D
	Went up on the mountain,	there I made my	stand.

	D	Bm	G	D
	Went up on the	mountain,	there I made my	stand.

	D	Bm	D	Bm
	Rifle on my	shoulder, and a	dagger in my	hand, poor boy.

I been all around this world.

Hang Me,Oh Hang me, and I'll Be dead and gone.

Hang Me, Oh Hang me, I'll be dead and gone.

Wouldn't mind the hangin, but the layin' in the grave so long, poor boy.

I been all around this world.

	D	G	D
	Put the rope around my neck,	hung me up so	high.

	D	Bm	G	D
	Put the rope a	round my neck,	hung me up so	high.

	D	Bm	D	Bm
	Last words I	heard em say.	won't be long now fore you	die, poor boy.

I been all around this world.

Hang Me,Oh Hang me, and I'll Be dead and gone.

Hang Me, Oh Hang me, I'll be dead and gone.

Wouldn't mind the hangin, but the layin' in the grave so long, poor boy.

I been all around this world.

426. Leis a Lurrighan

trad. - irish

	Am	G
	On the ocean o´he - Waves in motion o´	ho

	Am	C	Am
Not but	clouds could we see - O´er the	blue sea be	low.

	G
Islay loomin´ o´he - In the gloamin´ o´	ho

	Am	C	Am
Our	ship´s compass set we - And our	lights we did	show.

	G
Leis a Lurrighan o´he - Leis a Lurrighan o´	ho!

	Am	C	Am
In the	grey dark of evening - O´er the	waves let us	go!

	G
Leis a Lurrighan o´he - Leis a Lurrighan o´	ho!

	Am	C	Am
In the	grey dark of evening - O´er the	waves let us	go!

Aros passing o´he - Was harrassing o´ho,

The proud billows to see - High as masthead to flow.

Captain hollers o´he - To his fellows o´ho,

Those that courage would flee - Let him go down below.

Leis a Lurrighan o´he - Leis a Lurrighan o´ho!

In the grey dark of evening - O´er the waves let us go!

Leis a Lurrighan o´he - Leis a Lurrighan o´ho!

In the grey dark of evening - O´er the waves let us go!

In the tempest o´he - Waves were crashing o´ho,

And the cry of the sea - As the cold winds did blow.

Captain hollers o´he - To his fellows o´ho,

Those that won´t stay with me - Let them go down below.

Leis a Lurrighan o´he - Leis a Lurrighan o´ho!

In the grey dark of evening - O´er the waves let us go!

Leis a Lurrighan o´he - Leis a Lurrighan o´ho!

In the grey dark of evening - O´er the waves let us go!

427. Living with the Blues

Brownie McGhee / Brownie McGhee and Sonny Terry

E

E7

E6

E+

E

B7

E7

Rocks is my

pillow; cold, cold ground my bed.

	A7
Blue sky is my	blanket, moonlight my spread.

	E7	A7	A	A/G#	A/G	A/F#	E7	B7
I'm not a	shamed, ain't that	news,	I've	been	living	with the	blues.

	E7	A7
You ever been	down? - You know how I feel, Feel like an	engine, ain't got no driving wheel.

	E7	A7	A	A/G#	A/G	A/F#	E7	B7
I'm not a	shamed, ain't that	news,	I've	been	living	with the	blues.

	A	E	A	E
	Rocks have been my	pillow,	cold ground has been our	bed;

	G#7	A7	B7
Blue	skies have been our	blanket, we're using	moonlight for our spread! (Oh,yes)

	E7	A7
You ever been	down? - You know how I feel, Feel like an	engine, ain't got no driving wheel.

	E7	A7	A	A/G#	A/G	A/F#	E7	B7
I'm not a	shamed, ain't that	news,	I've	been	living	with the	blues.

Harp solo

E7

A7

E7

B7

A7

E7

B7

	A	E	A	E
	Rocks have been my	pillow,	cold ground has been our	bed;

	G#7	A7	B7
Blue	skies have been our	blanket, we're using	moonlight for our spread! (Oh,yes)

	E7	A7
Don't believe	I'm sinking, look what a hole I'm in; Don't believe I	love you, look what a fool we've been!

	E7	A7	A	A/G#	A/G	A/F#	E7
I'm not a	shamed, ain't that	news,	I've	been	living	with the	blues.

	G#7	A	A	A/G#	A/G	A/F#	E7
I'm not a	shamed, oh no, ain't that	news,	I've	been	living	with the	blues.

G#7

A

A/G#

A/G

A/F#

E7

E

E7

E6

E+

E

B

E

I'm not a

shamed, oh no, ain't that

news,

I've

been

living

with the

blues.

428. Matty Groves

trad. / Fairport Convention: Liege & Lief (1969)

	Em
1.	A holiday a holiday and the first one of the year.

	D	Em	D	Em
_ Lord Arnold's wife came	into the church, the	gospel	for to	hear.

	Em
2.	When the meeting it was done she cast her eyes about,

	D	Em	D	Em
_ And there she saw little	Matty Groves,	walking	in the	park.

Lady

3. "Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight.

_ Come home with me, little Matty Groves and sleep with me 'til light."

Matty

4. "Oh I can't come, I won't come and sleep with you tonight.

_ By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are Lord Arnold's wife."

Lady

5. "What if I am Lord Arnold's wife, Lord Arnold is not at home,

_ He is out in the far corn fields, bringing the yearlings home."

6. And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said,

_ He swore Lord Arnold he would know before the sun would set.

7. And in his hurry to carry the news, he filled his breast and ran,

_ And when he came to the broad mill stream he took off his shoes and swam.

solo I

8. Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep.

_ When he awoke, Lord Arnold he was standing at his feet.

9. Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets?

_ And how do you like my lady, who lies in your arms asleep?"

Matty

10. "Oh well I like your feather bed, and well I like your sheets.

_ But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep."

	Em
11. "	Well Get Up! Get Up!" Lord Arnold cried, "Get Up as quick as you can!

	D	Em	D	Em
_ It'll never be said in	fair England I	slew a	naked	man!"

Matty

	Em
12. "	Oh I won't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life.

	D	Em	D	Em
_ For you have two long	beaten swords and	I not a	pocket	knife."

13. "Well it's true I have two beaten swords, they cost me deep in the purse.

_ But you will have the better of them and I will have the worst.

solo II

14. "And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man.

_ I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can."

15. So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Arnold sore.

_ Lord Arnold struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more.

16. And then Lord Arnold he took his wife and sat her on his knee,

_ Saying "Who do you love the best of us, Your Matty Groves or me?"

Lady

17. And then spoke up his own dear wife never heard to speak so free:

_ "I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery."

18. Lord Arnold he jumped up and loudly he did bawl,

_ He stuck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall.

19. "Oh, a grave! A grave!" Lord Arnold cried, "To put these lovers in.

_ But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin."

429. Midnight Special

Huddie Leadbetter

	G	C	G
	Well, you wake up in the	morning Hear the ding-dong	ring

	D7	G	G7
Go marching to the	table, See the same old	thing!

	G	C	G
	Well, it's on the	table, Knife and fork and a	pan!

	D7	G	G7
If you say anything a-	bout it You're in trouble with the	man

	C	G
\|: Let the minight	special Shine it's light on	me;

	D7	G	G7
Let the midnight	special Shine it's everloving light on	me!	:\|

	G	C	G
	If you ever go to	Houston, Boy you'd better walk	right.

	D7	G	G7
You better not	stagger And you better not	fight.

	C	G
'Cause the Sheriff will ar	rest you And he'll carry you	down;

	D7	G	G7
You can bet your bottom	dollar: You're Sugarland	bound!

Let the minight special ...

	G	C	G
	Yonder came Doc'	Melton, Just the day	before,

	C	G
And he gave me a	tablet, when he opend the	door.

	G	C	G
	But there never was a	doctor Trav'llin' over the	land,

	G	C	G
	that could cure the	fever of a convict	man.

Let the minight special ...

	G	C	G
	Yonder comes Miss	Rosie, Tell me, how do you	know?

	D7	G
I can tell it by her	apron And the dress she	wore.

	C	G
Umbrella on her	shoulder, Piece of paper in her	hand.

	D7	G
She's a-sayin' to the	captain: "I want my lifetime	man!"

Let the minight special ...

430. Roll in My Sweet Baby's Arms

trad.

	G	D
	Roll in my sweet baby's arms, Roll in my sweet baby's	arms!

	G	C
Gonna	lay 'round this shack till the	mail train comes back,

	D	G
And	roll in my sweet baby's	arms!

	G	D
I	ain't gonna work on the railroad, Ain't gonna work on the	farm.

	G	C
Gonna	lay 'round this shack 'til the	mail train comes back

	D	G
And	roll in my sweet baby's	arms!

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, Roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Gonna lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back,

And roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Where were you last Friday night - While I was lying in jail?

Walking the street with another man, Wouldn't even go my bail!

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, Roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Gonna lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back,

And roll in my sweet baby's arms!

I know your parents don't like me - They turn me away from your door.

If I had my life to live over - I wouldn't go there no more!

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, Roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Gonna lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back,

And roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Mama was a beauty operator, Sister could weave and spin.

Daddy's got an interest in an old cotton mill - Watch that money roll in.

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, Roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Gonna lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back,

And roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Sometimes there's a change in the ocean, Sometimes there's a change in the sea.

Sometimes there's a change in my own true love - But there'll never be a change in me.

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, Roll in my sweet baby's arms!

Gonna lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back,

And roll in my sweet baby's arms!

431. Rolling home

trad.

	A	A7	D
Call all	hands to man the capstan, see the	cable run down	clear.

	D	A	E7	A
Heave	away, and with a	will, boys, for old	England we will	steer;

	A	A7	D
and we'll	sing in joyful chorus in the	wratches of the	night,

	D	A	E7	A
and we'll	sight the shores of	England, when the	grey dawn brings the	light.

	A	E	A
Rolling	home, rolling home, rolling	home across the	sea,

	E	A	E7	A
Rolling	home to dear old	England, rolling	home, dear land, to	thee.

Up aloft amid the rigging blows the loud exulting gale,

like a bird's wide out-stretched pinions spreads on high each swelling sail;

and the wild waves left behind us seem to murmur as they flow,

there are losing hearts await' you in the land to which we go.

Rolling home, rolling home...

Many thousand miles behind us, many thousand miles before,

ancient ocean heave to waft us to the well remembered shore.

Cheerup, Jack, bright smiles await you, from the fairest of the fair,

and her loving eyes will greet you with kind welcomes everywhere.

Rolling home, rolling home...

Deutsche Version

	A
Dor föhr vun	Hamborg mol son olen Kasten,

	A7	D
Met Namen	het he Maghel	lan.

	D	A
Dor weer bi	Dag keen Tid to'n	Brassen,

	E7	A
Dat lät man	all'ns bet abends	stahn.

	A	E	A
Rolling	home, rolling home, rolling	home across the	sea,

	E	A	E7	A
Rolling	home to dear old	Hamburg, rolling	home dear land to	see.

Bi Dag dor kunn dat wein und blasen,

Dor wör noch lang keen Hand anleggt,

Dat köm erst abends na veer Glasen,

Dor wör de ganze Plünkram streckt.

Rolling home, rolling home, rolling home across the sea,

Rolling home to dear old Hamburg, rolling home dear land to see.

Dat wer so recht denn Ol' n sin Freeten,

Dat güng em över Danz und Ball.

Har Janmaat grad de Piep ansteecken

Denn röp de Ol: "pull Grotmarsfall".

Rolling home, rolling home, rolling home across the sea,

Rolling home to dear old Hamburg, rolling home dear land to see.

Oh, Maghelan, du olen Kassen,

Ditt Leed sall di een Denkmal ween.

Bi Schnee un Regen schrapt Jan Mat Masten

Und achtern supt se Beer un Köhm.

Rolling home, rolling home, rolling home across the sea,

Rolling home to dear old Hamburg, rolling home dear land to see.

432. Shenandoah

tradtional

	C	C7	F	C
	Oh Shenandoah, I	long to	hear	you!

	F	C
Far a	way you rollin	river

	Am	Em	Dm	Am
Oh	Shenandoah, I	long	to see	you

	Dm	C	G
	a	way, I'm A	way

	C	Am	G	C
A	cross the	wide	Miss	ouri

The Missouri, is a mighty river

Far away, you rollin river

With indians camped, along her borders

Away, I'm bound away

Across the wide Missouri

Well a white man, loved an indian maiden

Far away, you rollin river

With notions, his canoe was laiden

Away, I'm bound away

Across the wide Missouri

Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter

Far away, you rollin river

It was for her, I crossed the water

Away, I'm bound away

Across the wide Missouri

Well its fair the well, I'm bound to leave you

Far away, you rollin river

Oh Shenandoah, I will not deceive you

Away, I'm bound away

Across the wide Missouri

433. See See Rider

traditional

	E	E7
	See, See Rider, see what you have done,	Lord, Lord, Lord!

	A7	E
	See, See Rider, see what you have	done!

	A7	E
	Made me love you, now your man done	come!

E7

A7

B7

E

E7

A

Am

E

C7

B7

And it's a -

hey,

hey.

	E	E7
	My home's across the water, I don't like no land at all,	Lord, Lord, Lord!

	A7	E
	My home's across the water, I don't like no land at	all!

	A7	E
	I'd rather be dead than to stay here and be your	dog!

E7

A7

B7

E

E7

A

Am

E

C7

B7

And it's a -

hey,

hey.

	E	E7
	Wish I as a catfish, swimmin' in the deep blue sea,	Lord, Lord, Lord!

	A7	E
	Wish I as a catfish, swimmin' in the deep blue	sea.

	A7	E
	I would swim 'cross the water, bring my baby back to	me.

E7

A7

B7

E

E7

A

Am

E

C7

B7

And it's a -

hey,

hey.

	E	E7
	I'm goin' away baby, I won't be back 'til four,	Lord, Lord, Lord!

	A7	E
	I'm goin' away baby, I won't be back 'til	four.

	A7	E
	If I find me a new gal, I won't be back at	all!

E7

A7

B7

E

E7

A

Am

E

C7

B7

And it's a -

hey,

hey.

434. Seven Drunken Nights

Jim McLean / the Dubliners

	A
As	I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be,

	D
I	saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be.

	A	D
Well I	called me wife and said to her: Will you	kindly tell to me:

	A	E	A
Who	owns that horse outside the door where	my old horse should	be?

	A
Ha!	you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see,

	E
That's a lovey sow that me	mother sent to me!

	A
Well it's	many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,

	E	A
But a saddle on a sow I	never saw be	fore.

And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be.

Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me:

Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be?

Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see,

That's the wollen blanket that me mother sent to me!

Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,

But buttons on a blanket sure I never saw before.

And as I came home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw a pipe upon the chair, where my own pipe should be.

Well I called me wife and said to her: Would you kindly tell to me:

Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my own pipe should be?

Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see,

That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me.

'Well it's many a day I travelled,a hundred miles or more,

But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before.

And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw two boots beneath the bed where my own boots should be.

Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me:

Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my own boots should be?

Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool still you cannot see,

Thats two lovely geranium pots me mother gave to me,

'Well its many a day I travelled,a hundred miles or more,

But laces on a geranium pot sure I never saw before,

And as I went home on a Friday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw a head upon the bed where my own head should be,

Well I called me wife and said to her will you kindly tell to me,

Who owns that head upon the bed where my own head should be,

Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool and still you cannot see,

That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me.

Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,

But a baby boy with whiskers sure I never saw before.

As I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw two hands upon her breasts where my own hands should be.

Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me:

Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my own hands should be?

Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool and still you cannot see,

That's a lovely night gown me mother sent to me.

Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,

But fingers on a night gown I never saw before.

As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw a thing inside her thing where my own thing should be,

Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me:

Who owns that thing in your thing where my own thing should be?

Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool and still you cannot see,

That's a lovely tin whistle me mother sent to me.

Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,

But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before.

435. 16 Tons

Tennessee Ernie Ford

	Em	C7	B7
Now	some people say a man is	made out of	mud

	Em	C7	B7
But a	poor man's made out of	muscle and	blood

	Em	Am
	Muscle and blood -	skin and bones

	Em	C7	B7
A	mind that's weak and a	back that's	strong.

	Em	C7	B7	Em	C7	B7
You load	sixteen tons, and	what do you	get - An	other day older and	deeper in	debt

	Em	Am	Em	B7	Em
	Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause	I can't go - I	owe my soul to the	company	store.

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine

I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine

I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal

And the straw boss hollered: "Well, a-bless my soul!"

You load sixteen tons, what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt

Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain.

Fightin' and trouble are my middle name.

I was raised in the bottoms by a momma hound.

I'm mean as a dog but I'm gentle as a lamb.

You load sixteen tons, what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt

Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store

If you see me comin', better step aside

A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died

One fist of iron, the other of steel

If the right one don't a-get you

Then the left one will

You load sixteen tons, what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt

Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store

436. Star of the County Down

Traditional Irish

	Em	G	D	Em	D
Near to	Bainbridge town in the	county down one	morning	in Ju	ly

	Em	G	D	C	D	Em
Down the	wild boreen came a	sweet Colleen and she	smiled as she	passed	me	by.

	G	Am	G	Em	D
She	looked so sweet from her	two white feet to	the sheen of her	nut-brown	hair.

	Em	G	D	Em	C	D	Em
Sure the	coaxing elf I'd to	shake me	self to make	sure I was	stan	ding	there.

	G	Am	G	Em	D
From	Bantry Bay down to	Derry Quay and from	Galway to	Dublin	Town;

	Em	G	D	Em	C	D	Em
No	Maid I've seen like the	sweet Col	leen that I	met in the	coun	ty	down.

As she onward sped, sure I shook me head and I gazed with a feeling quare;

And I said, says I, to a passer-by, who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?

He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown.

She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin Town;

No Maid I've seen like the sweet Colleen that I met in the county down.

She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June;

And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune.

At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel.

When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul - As your heart she would likely steal.

From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin Town;

No Maid I've seen like the sweet Colleen that I met in the county down.

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes.

With my shoes shon' bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nut-brown Rose.

No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turn brown;

'Til a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin Town;

No Maid I've seen like the sweet Colleen that I met in the county down.

437. St. James Infirmary

trad.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7
I went	down to	old Joe's	barroom, On the corner	by the	square.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7	Em	Am
Well, the	drinks were	served as	usual, And the	usual	crowd was	there,

	Em	B7	Em
And the	usual	crowd was	there.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B
In a	corner stood	old Joe Mc	Kennedy, His eyes all	bloodshot and	red.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7	Em	Am
He	turned to the	crowd a	round him, And	these were the	words he	said,

	Em	B7	Em
And	these were the	words he	said:

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7
I	went to	St. James in	firmary, I saw my	baby	there.

	Em	Am	Em
She was	layed out on a	long white	table,

	C	B7	Em	Am	Em	B7	Em
So	sweet, so	cold, so	fair,	So	sweet, so	cold, so	fair!

Went up to see the doctor, "She's very low," he said;

Went back to see my baby:

Good God! She's lying there dead! Good God! She's lying there dead!

"Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be!

She can search this wide world over,

And never find a man like me, And never find a man like me!

Well, if I die, please won't you bury me With my high top Stetson hat!

Put a twenty Dollar gold piece on my watchchain,

to let the boys know that I'm standing pat, to let the boys know that I'm standing pat!

Get six gamblers to carry my coffin, Let six pretty girls sing me a song!

Put a dixieland band behind my hearse wagon,

To raise Hell while they roll me along, To raise Hell while they roll me along

Now that's the end of my story; Let's have another round of booze

And if anyone should ask you:

I've got the St. James Infirmary blues, I've got the St. James Infirmary blues!

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,...

438. The Fields of Athenry

Pete St. John / Paddy Reilly (1983)

	B7	-	E		A		E	-

	E	A	E	B7
By a	lonely prison wall, I	heard a young girl	ca-a-all	ing:

	E	A	B7
	Michael they have	taken you a	way.

	E	A	E	B7
For you	stole Trevelyan's	corn, so the	young might see the	morn',

	E
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the	bay.

	E	A	E	C#m	E	C#m	B7
	Low	lie the	Fields of	Athenry, where	once we watched the	small free birds	fly.

	E	A	E	B7
Our	love was on the	wing, we had	dreams and songs to	sing,

	A		E
It's so lonely round the fields of Athen	ry.

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man ca-a-alling:

Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free.

Against the famine and the crown I rebelled, they cut me down.

Now you must raise our child with dignity.

Low lie the Fields of Athenry, where once we watched the small free birds fly.

Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing,

It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

E

A

E

C#m

E

C#m

B7

|

E

A

E

B7

A

E

(ins

tru

men

tal

cho

rus)

By a lonely harbour wall, she watched the last star fa-a-alling,

As the prison ship sailed out against the sky.

For she'll live in hope and pray for her love in Bot'ny bay,

It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

Low lie the Fields of Athenry, where once we watched the small free birds fly.

Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing,

It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

	B7	-	A		E

439. The Foggy Dew

Traditional Irish

	Am	G	C	G	Am
As	down the glen one E	aster morn to a	city	fair rod	e I,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
Th	ere armed lines of m	arching men in	squadrons	passed me	by;

	C	G	Am	Em	Am
N	o pipe did hum, nor	battle	drum did sound it's lo	ud tatto	o,

	Am	G	C	F	Am
But the	Angelus bell o'er the	Liffey's swell rang	out through the	Foggy	Dew.

	Am	G	C	G	Am
Right	proudly high o'er	Dublin Town they	hung out the	flag of	war,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
Twas	better die neath an	Irish sky than at	Suvla or	Sud El	Bar;

	C	G	Am	Em	Am
And	from the plains of	Royal	Meath strong men came	hurrying	through,

	Am	G	C	F	Am
While	Brittania's Huns, with their	long range guns, sailed	in through the	Foggy	Dew.

	Am	G	C	G	Am
O, the	night fell black, and the	rifles crack made "	Perfidious	Albion"	reel,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
'Mid the	leaden rain, seven	tongues of flame did	shine o'er the	lines of	steel;

	C	G	Am	Em	Am
By each	shinning blade a	prayer was said that to	Ireland her	sons be	true,

	Am	G	C	F	Am
And when	morning broke still the	war flag shook out it's	folds in the	Foggy	Dew.

	Am	G	C	G	Am
'Twas	England bade our	Wild Geese go that	small nations	might be	free,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
But their	lonely graves are by	Suvla's waves or the	fringe of the	Great North	Sea.

	C	G	Am	Em	Am
Oh	had they died by	Pearse's	side or had fought with	Cathal Bru	gha,

	Am	G	C	F	Am
Their	names we'd keep where the	Fenians sleep, 'neath the	shroud of the	Foggy	Dew

	Am	G	C	G	Am
But the	bravest fell, and the	requiem bell rang m	ournfully	and	clear,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
For	those who died the	Eastertide in the	springtime of	the	year.

	C	G	Am	Em	Am
While the	world did gaze with	deep	amaze at those fearless	men but	few,

	Am	G	C	F	Am
Who	bore the fight that	freedom's light might	shine through the	Foggy	Dew,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
Back	through the glen I	rode again, and my	heart with	grief was	sore,

	Am	G	C	G	Am
For I	parted then with	valient men who I	never	shall see	more;

	C	G	Am	Em	Am
But	to and from in my	dreams I	go, and I'd kneel and	pray for	you,

	Am	G	C	F	Am
For	slavery fled, O	glorious dead when you	fell in the	Foggy	Dew.

440. The Spanish Lady

Paddy Reilly

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	As I went down to	Dublin City	At the	hour of	twelve at	night;

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	Who should I see but a	Spanish Lady,	Washing her	feet by	candle	light

	G	D7	G	D7
	First she washed them,	then she dried them	Over a fire of	amber coals

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
In	all my life I	never did see a	maid so	sweet a	bout the	soul!

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	Whack for the Toora	Loora Laddy -	Whack for the	Toora	Loora	Lay!

	G	Em	C	G	D	G
	Whack for the Toora	Loora Laddy -	Whack for the	Toora	Loora	Lay!

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	As I came back through	Dublin city	at the	hour of	half past	eight;

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	Who should I see but the	Spanish lady,	brushing her	hair in	broad day	light

	G	D7	G	D7
	First she tossed it,	then she combed it	on her lap was a	silver comb

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	In all my life I	never did see a	maid so	fair since	I did	roam!

Whack for the Toora Loora Laddy - Whack for the Toora Loora Lay...

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	As I went back through	Dublin city	as the	sun be	gan to	set;

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	Who should I see but the	Spanish lady,	catching a	moth in a	golden	net!

	G	D7	G	D7
	When she saw me	then she fled me	lifting her pettycoat	over her knee

	G	Em	C	G	Am	D
	In all my life I	never did see a	maid so	shy as the	Spanish La	dy!

Whack for the Toora Loora Laddy - Whack for the Toora Loora Lay...

As I was leaving Dublin city On that morning sad of heart;

Lonely was I for the Spanish lady, Now that forever we must part!

But still I always will remember All the hours we did enjoy

But then she left me sad at parting Gone forever was my joy!

Whack for the Toora Loora Laddy - Whack for the Toora Loora Lay...

441. The Wild Rover

trad.

	G	C
I've	been a wild rover for many a	year

	G	D7	D	G
And I	spent all my	money on	whiskey and	beer,

	G	C
But	now I'm returning with gold in great	store

	G	D7	D	G
And I	never will	play the wild	rover no	more.

	D7	D	G		C
And it's	no, nay,	never,		No nay never no	more,

	G	D7	D	G
Will I	play the wild	rover No	never no	more.

I went to an ale-house I used to frequent

And I told the landlady my money was spent.

I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay

Such a custom as yours I could have any day."

And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more,

Will I play the wild rover No never no more.

I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright

And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.

She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best

And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest."

And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more,

Will I play the wild rover No never no more.

I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done

And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.

And if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes before

Sure I never will play the wild rover no more.

And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more,

Will I play the wild rover No never no more.

442. Worried Man Blues

trad.

	G	G7
It	takes a worried man to	sing a worried song,

	C	G
It	takes a worried man to sing a worried	song!

	G	G7
It	takes a worried man to	sing a worried song,

	Am	D7	D	G
I'm worried	now but I	won't be	worried	long

	G	G7
I	went across the river, and	I laid down to sleep,

	C	G
I	went across the river, and I laid down to	sleep!

	G	G7
I	went across the river, and	I laid down to sleep;

	Am	D7	D	G
When I woke	up I had	shackles	on my	feet! - It takes a worried man...

Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg,

I had twenty-nine links of chain around my leg!

Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg;

And on each link An initial of my name! - It takes a worried man...

Judge, judge, judge, What's gonna be my fine,

I Judge, judge, judge, What's gonna be my fine;

Judge, judge, judge, What's gonna be my fine?

"Twenty-one years On the Rocky Mountain line". - It takes a worried man...

The train pulled in, sixteen coaches long,

The train pulled in, sixteen coaches long!

The train pulled in, sixteen coaches long;

The girl I love, she's on that train and gone. - It takes a worried man...

I looked down that track as far as I could see,

I looked down that track as far as I could see!

I looked down that track as far as I could see;

Little-bitty hand was waving back at me. - It takes a worried man...

If anyone should ask you who made up this song,

If anyone should ask you who made up this song!

If anyone should ask you who made up this song:

Tell him t'was I, and I sing it all day long. - It takes a worried man...

443. Molly Malone

Dubliners

	C	C/B	Am7	Dm	G7
In	Dublin's	fair	city, where the	girls are so	pretty,

	C	C/B	Am7	Dm	G7
I	first set	my	eyes on sweet	Molly Ma	lone.

	C	C/B	Am7	Dm	G7
Where she	wheeled her	wheel	barrow, through	streets broad and	nallow.

	C	C/B	Am7	C	G7	C
Crying: "	Cockles	and	mussels, a	live, a	live	oh!"

	C	Am7	Dm	G7
"A	live, alive	oh! A	live, alive	oh!"

	C	C/B	Am7	C	G7	C
Crying: "	Cockles	and	mussels, a	live, a	live	oh!"

She was a fishmonger and sure 'twas no wonder,

for so were her father and mother before.

And they both wheeled their barrow, through streets broad and nallow.

Crying: "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!"

"Alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh!"

Crying: "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!"

She died of a fever and no one could save her,

and that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.

But her ghost wheels her barrow, through streets broad and nallow.

Crying: "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!"

"Alive, alive oh! Alive, alive oh!"

Crying: "Cockles and mussels, alive, alive oh!"

444. Whiskey in the Jar

trad. / the Dubliners

	G	Em
As	I was going over the	far Kilgarry mountain,

	C	G	Em
I	met with Captain Farrell and his	money he was	counting.

	G	Em
I	first produced me pistol and I	then produced me rapier, saying

	C	G	Em
"	stand and deliver for you	are the bold de	ceiver."

	D	D7	knock 3x	G
Mu-sha	ring doma-du doma-	da.		Whack for the daddy-oh,

	C	G	D7	G
	whack for the daddy-oh, there's	whisky	in the	jar.

	G	Em
I	counted out his money and it	made a pretty penny,

	C	G	Em
I	put it in me pocket And I	took it home to	Jenny.

	G	Em
She	sighed and swore that she	never would deceive me,

	C	G	Em
But the	devil take the women for they	never can be	easy.

Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ...

I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber,

I dreamed of gold and girls - And for sure it was no wonder.

Me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water,

And set for Caotain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter:

Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ...

First early in the morning - Just before I rose to travel,

A-comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell.

I first produced me pistol for she stole away my rapier,

But I couldn't shoot the water for a prisoner I was taken.

Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ...

Now there's some take delight in the carriages a'rolling,

and others take delight in the hurley and the bowling.

But I takes delight in the juice of the barley,

and courting pretty fair-maids in the morning quite so early.

Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ...

If anyone can aid me it is me brother the in the army,

If I can find he's stationed in Cork or in Killarney.

And if he'll go with me we'll go rolling in Kilkenny,

And I'm sure he'll treat me better than me only sporting Jenny.

Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ...

445. Whisky Johnny

trad.

	C
	As we sailed on the water blue, Whisky! Johnny!

	F	G	G7	C
A	good long pull and a	strong one	too, Whisky for my	Johnny!

Whisky killed my brother Tom, Whisky! Johnny!

I drink whisky all day long, Whisky for my Johnny!

Whisky made me pawn my clothes, Whisky! Johnny!

Whisky gave me this red nose, Whisky for my Johnny!

Whisky is the life of man, Whisky! Johnny!

I'll drink my whisky while I can, Whisky for my Johnny!

Oh, whisky straight and whisky strong, Whisky! Johnny!

Give me whisky and I'll sing you a song, Whisky for my Johnny!

Whisky killed my poor old dad, Whisky! Johnny!

Whisky druv my mother mad, Whisky for my Johnny!

I drink whisky, my wife drinks gin, Whisky! Johnny!

And the way she drinks it is a sin, Whisky for my Johnny!

I and my wife cannot agree, Whisky! Johnny!

For she drinks whisky in her tea, Whisky for my Johnny!

I had a girl, her name was Lize, Whisky! Johnny!

She puts whisky in her pies, Whisky for my Johnny!

Whisky stole my brains away, Whisky! Johnny!

The bos'n pipes and I'll belay, Whisky for my Johnny!

Hans Albers

446. Auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins

Franz Joseph Breuer & Ralph Arthur Roberts / Hans Albers (1952)

	D	A7	D
	Silbern klingt und springt die Heuer,	Heut speel ick dat feine	Oos.

	D	A7	D
	Heute ist mir nichts zu teuer,	Morgen geht die Reise	los.

	E7	A	E7	A
	Langsam bummel ich	ganz alleine Die	Reeperbahn nach der	Freiheit rauf.

	E7	F#m	D	A	E7	A
	Treff ich eine recht	blonde, recht	feine, Die	gabel	ich mir	auf.

	D	A7	D	G	D	A7	D
	Komm doch,	liebe	Kleine,	sei die	meine,	sag nicht	nein!

	D	G	D	G	D	E7	A
Du sollst bis	morgen	früh um	Neune	meine	kleine	Liebste	sein.

	A7	D	G	D
	Ist dir's recht, na dann	bleib ich dir treu so	gar bis um	zehn.

	G	D	Bm	A7	D
	Hak' mich unter, wir	woll'n jetzt zu	sammen mal bum	meln	gehn.

	A	D	A	A7	D	G	D
	Auf der -	Reeperbahn	nachts um halb	eins -	ob du'n	Mädel hast	oder hast keins,

	A	D	E7	A
amü	sierst du dich, denn das	findet sich - auf der	Reeperbahn nachts um halb	eins.

	D	A	D	A7	D	G	D
	Wer noch	niemals in	lustiger	Nacht	solchen	Reeperbahn	bummel gemacht,

	A7	D	Gm	D	A7	D
ist ein	armer Wicht, denn er	kennt dich	nicht, mein Sankt	Pauli, Sankt	Pauli bei	Nacht.

Kehr ich heim im nächsten Jahre, Braun gebrannt wie'n Hottentott,

hast du deine blonden Haare Schwarz gefärbt, vielleicht auch rot.

Grüßt dich dann mal ein fremder Jung', Und du gehst vorüber und kennst ihn nicht,

kommt dir vielleicht die Erinnerung wieder, Wenn leis' er zu dir spricht:

Komm doch, liebe Kleine, sei die meine, sag nicht nein!

Du sollst bis morgen früh um Neune meine kleine Liebste sein.

Ist dir's recht, na dann bleib ich dir treu sogar bis um zehn.

Hak' mich unter, wir woll'n jetzt zusammen mal bummeln gehn.

Auf der - Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins - ob du'n Mädel hast oder hast keins,

amüsierst du dich, denn das findet sich - auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins.

Wer noch niemals in lustiger Nacht solchen Reeperbahnbummel gemacht,

ist ein armer Wicht, denn er kennt dich nicht, mein Sankt Pauli, Sankt Pauli bei Nacht.

die Ärzte

447. Westerland

die Ärzte

Intro:

	G	D	Em	C		G	D	Em	C
	Ah	ah	ah			Ah	ah	ah	Oho

	G	D
	Jeden Tag sitz ich am Wannsee und ich hör den Wellen	zu.

	G	D
	Ich lieg hier auf meinem Handtuch, doch ich finde keine	Ruh.

	C	Em
	Diese eine Liebe wird	nie zu Ende gehen,

	C	D
	wann werd ich sie	wiedersehen?

Manchmal schieße ich die Augen, stell mir vor ich sitz am Meer,

dann denk ich an diese Insel und das Herz wird mir so schwer.

Diese eine Liebe wird nie zu Ende gehen,

wann werd ich sie wiedersehen?

G

D

Em

D

C

G

D

Em

D

C

G

Oh ich

hab solche

Sehnsucht

-

Ich ver

liere den Ver

stand

	G	D	Em	D	C	D		G
	Ich will	wieder an die	Nordsee	o-	ho-	ho	- Ich will zurück nach Wester	land

Wie oft stand ich schon am Ufer, wie oft sprang ich in die Spree.

Wie oft mußten sie mich retten, damit ich nicht unter geh?

Diese eine Liebe wird nie zu Ende gehen,

wann werd ich sie wiedersehen?

Bridge:

	F	Em
Es	ist zwar etwas teuer, dafür	ist man unter sich

	F	E	G	D		C		G
und	ich weiß, jeder zweite hier ist	genauso blöd wie	ich.

G

D

Em

D

C

G

D

Em

D

C

G

Oh ich

hab solche

Sehnsucht

-

Ich ver

liere den Ver

stand

	G	D	Em	D	C	D		G
	Ich will	wieder an die	Nordsee	o-	ho-	ho	- Ich will zurück nach Wester	land

	G	D	G	D	G	D
	ich will zu	rück,	ich will zu	rück,	ich will zurück nach Wester	land.

448. Männer sind Schweine

Die Ärzte

	G	Em
Hal	lo, mein Schatz, ich liebe Dich - Du	bist die einzige für mich!

	C	D
Die	andern find' ich alle doof, des	wegen mach ich Dir den Hof.

	G	Em
Du	bist so anders, ganz speziell, ich	merke sowas immer schnell.

	C	D
Jetzt	zieh Dich aus und leg Dich hin - weil	ich so verliebt in Dich bin.

	C	Bm	Am	D
	Gleich wird es dunkel,	bald ist es Nacht, da	ist ein Wort der Warnung ange	bracht:

	G	Em
Männer sind	Schweine - traue ihnen	nicht, mein Kind

	Am	C9	D
sie wollen	alle das eine - weil	Männer nun mal so	sind

Ein Mann fühlt sich erst dann als Mann wenn er es Dir besorgen kann.

Er lügt, daß sich die Balken biegen nur, um Dich ins Bett zu kriegen!

Und dann am nächsten Morgen weiß er nicht einmal mehr, wie Du heisst.

Rücksichtslos und ungehemmt; Gefühle sind ihm völlig fremd.

Für ihn ist Liebe gleich Samenverlust - Mädchen, sei Dir dessen stets bewußt!

Männer sind Schweine - frage nicht nach Sonnenschein.

Ausnahmen gibt's leider keine - in jedem Mann steckt auch immer ein Schwein.

Männer sind Säue - glaube ihnen nicht ein Wort.

Sie schwör'n Dir ewige Treue - und dann am nächsten Morgen sind sie fort.

yeah yeah yeah

(Bridge mit G-Dur als Begleitung)

Männer? diese schrecklichen, haarigen Biester, die alles

antatschen müssen und dabei wollen sie alle nur dasselbe von einem Mädchen.

Und falls Du doch den Fehler machst und Dir 'nen Ehemann anlachst

mutiert dein Rosenkavalier bald nach der Hochzeit auch zum Tier.

Da zeigt er dann sein wahres Ich ganz unrasiert und widerlich.

Trinkt Bier, sieht fern und wird schnell fett und rülpst und furzt im Ehebett!

Dann hast du'n KingKong zum Ehemann. Drum sag ich Dir (denk bitte stets daran):

Männer sind Schweine - traue ihnen nicht, mein Kind.

sie wollen alle nur das eine - für wahre Liebe sind sie blind.

Männer sind Ratten - begegne ihnen nur mit List.

Sie wollen alles begatten was nicht bei drei auf den Bäumen ist.

Männer sind Schweine - frage nicht nach Sonnenschein.

Ausnahmen gibt's leider keine, in jedem Mann steckt auch immer ein Schwein!

Männer sind Autos nur ohne Reserverad...

Wolfgang Ambros

449. Heidenspaß (mir geht es wie dem Jesus)

Wolfgang Ambros

Capo II

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Mir	geht es	wie dem	Jesus, mir	tut das Kreuz so	weh.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	G
Doch	ihm tat es	erst mit	dreißig, mir	tut es	heut schon	weh.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Mir	geht es	wie dem	Jesus, nur	hab' ich nicht die	Klasse,

	G	Hm	Em	C	D
Denn	ich ver	wandle	nur den Wein, in	Wasser, das ich	lasse.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Und	wie der	Jesus	sage ich	heiteren Ge	sichts:

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	G
Das	Leben	ist ein	Heidenspaß, für	Christen	ist das	nichts.

	Zwischenspiel	G	Hm	Em	C	D	G

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Mir	geht es	wie dem	Jesus, ich	treff nur lauter	Blinde.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	G
Und	manchmal,	wenn ich	Glück hab, ge	horchen	mir die	Winde.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Mir	geht es	wie dem	Jesus, der	unter uns ge	weilt.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D
Die m	eisten,	die mich	kennen, die	sind von mir ge	heilt.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Und	wie der	Jesus	sage ich	heiteren Ge	sichts:

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	G
Das	Leben	ist ein	Heidenspaß, für	Christen	ist das	nichts.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	Dsus4	D
Mir	geht es	wie dem	Jesus, mit	dem ich mich ver	glich.

	G	Hm	Em	C	D	G	Gsus4	G
Denn	außer	alten	Jungfern schwärmt	niemand	mehr für	mich

Ralf Bendix

450. Kriminaltango

Hazy Osterwald

	Am	Dm	Am	Dm	E7	A
	Kriminal	tango in der Ta	verne. Dunkle Ge	stalten	- und rotes	Licht.

	A	E7
Und sie tanzen einen	Tango Jacky Brown und Baby	Miller.

	E7	A
Und er sagt ihr leise: "	Baby, wenn ich austrink machst du	dicht."

	A	D
Dann bestellt er zwei Man	hattan und dann kommt ein Herr mit	Kneifer.

	A	E7		Am
Jack trinkt aus und Baby	zittert	-	doch dann löscht sie schnell das	Licht.

	Am	Dm	Am	Dm	Am
	Kriminal	tango in der Ta	verne. Dunkle Ge	stalten rote La	terne.

	A7	Dm	B7	E
Abend für	Abend lodert die	Lunte. Sprühende	Spannung liegt in der	Luft.

	A	E7
Und sie tanzen einen	Tango Alle die davon nichts	ahnen.

	E7	A
Und sie fragen die Ka	pelle: Hab'n Sie nicht was Heisses	da?

	A	D
Denn sie können ja nicht	wissen was da zwischen Tag und	Morgen

	A	E7		Am
in der nächtlichen Ta	verne	-	bei dem Tango schon ge	schah.

	Am	Dm	Am	Dm	Am
	Kriminal	tango in der Ta	verne. Dunkle Ge	stalten rote La	terne.

	A7	Dm	B7	E
Glühende	Blicke, steigende	Spannung. Und in die	Spannung, da fällt ein	Schuss - Aaah!

	A	E7
Und sie tanzen einen	Tango Jacky Brown und Baby	Miller.

	E7	A
Und die Kripo kann nichts	finden was daran verdächtig	wär'.

	A	D
Nur der Herr da mit dem	Kneifer dem der Schuß im Dunkel	galt

	A	E7	Am
könnt' vielleicht noch etwas	sagen	- doch der Herr der sagt nichts	mehr.

	Am	Dm	Am	Dm	Am
	Kriminal	tango in der Ta	verne. Dunkle Ge	stalten rote La	terne

	A7	Dm	B7	E7		A
Abend für	Abend, immer das	Gleiche Denn dieser	Tango	-	geht nie vor	bei.

	E7		A	E7		A
		Geht nie vor	bei.		Geht nie vor	bei...

Georg Danzer

451. Die Freiheit

Georg Danzer

	Em	B7	Em		Em7
Vor	ein paar Tagen	ging ich in den	Zoo

	Am	B7
	Die Sonne schien, mir war ums Herz so	froh

	C	B7
Vor	einem Käfig sah ich Leute	stehn

	\|:	Em	C	B7	:\|
	Da ging ich	hin um mir das	näher anzu	sehen

	Em	B7	Em		Em7
"Nicht	füttern" stand auf	einem grossen	Schild

	Am	B7
Und "	bitte nicht reizen, da sehr	wild!"

	C	B7
Er	wachsene und Kinder schauten	dumm

	\|:	Em	C	B7	:\|
	Und nur ein	Wärter schaute	grimmig und sehr	stumm

	Em	B7	Em		Em7
Ich	fragte ihn "Wie	heisst denn dieses	Tier?"

	Am	B7
"Das	ist die Freiheit!" sagte er zu	mir

	C	B7
"Die	gibt es jetzt so selten auf der	Welt,

	\|:	Em	C	B7	:\|
	Drum wird sie	hier für wenig	Geld zur Schau ge	stellt,

	Em	B7	Em		Em7
Ich	schaute und ich	sagte "Lieber	Herr!

	Am	B7
Ich	seh ja nichts, der Käfig ist doch	leer"

	C	B7
"Das	ist ja grade" - sagte er - "der	Gag!

	\|:	Em	C	B7	:\|
	Man sperrt sie	ein und augen	blicklich ist sie	weg!"

	Em	B7	Em		Em7
Die	Freiheit ist ein	wundersames	Tier

	Am	B7
Und	manche Menschen haben Angst vor	ihr

	C	B7
Doch	hinter Gitterstäben geht sie	ein

	Em	C	B7
Denn nur in	Freiheit kann die	Freiheit Freiheit	sein.

	Em	C	C
denn nur in	Freiheit kann die	Freiheit Freiheit	sein!

Drafi Deutscher

452. Marmor, Stein und Eisen bricht

Christian Bruhn, Günter Loose / Drafi Deutscher (1965)

	intro:		E		D	E		E
			/ / / /		/			/ / /

	E	B	E
	Weine nicht, wenn der Regen fällt. Dam,	dam, dam,	dam.

	E	B	E
	Es gibt einen, der zu dir hält! Dam,	dam, dam,	dam.

	E	A
	Marmor, Stein und	Eisen bricht,

	B	E
	aber unsere	Liebe nicht!

	E	A
	Alles, alles	geht vorbei,

	B	E
	doch wir sind uns	treu.

	E	B	E
	Kann ich einmal nicht bei dir sein: Dam,	dam, dam,	dam.

	E	B	E
	Denk' daran du bist nicht allein! Dam,	dam, dam,	dam.

Marmor, Stein und Eisen bricht, aber unsere Liebe nicht!

Alles, alles geht vorbei, doch wir sind uns treu.

Marmor, Stein und Eisen bricht, aber unsere Liebe nicht!

Alles, alles geht vorbei, doch wir sind uns treu.

	F

	F	C	F
	Nimm den goldenen Ring von mir.	Dam, dam, dam,	dam.

	F	C	F
	Bist du traurig dann sagt er dir:	Dam, dam, dam,	dam.

	F	Bb
	Marmor, Stein und	Eisen bricht,

	C	F
	aber unsere	Liebe nicht!

	F	Bb
	Alles, alles	geht vorbei,

	C	F
	doch wir sind uns	treu.

Marmor, Stein und Eisen bricht, aber unsere Liebe nicht!

Alles, alles geht vorbei, doch wir sind uns treu.

Everybody now!

Marmor, Stein und Eisen bricht, aber unsere Liebe nicht!

Alles, alles geht vorbei, doch wir sind uns treu.

Geier Sturzflug

453. Bruttosozialprodukt

Friedel & Reinhard / Geier Sturzflug (1980)

	A	E
	Wenn	früh am Morgen die Werkssirene dröhnt

	A
Und die	Stechuhr beim Stechen lustvoll stöhnt;

	E
In der Mon	tagehalle die Neonsonne strahlt

	A
Und der	Gabelstaplerführer mit der Stapelgabel prahlt:

	E
Ja	dann wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt,

	A
Wir	steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt;

	E	A	E	A
Ja, ja,	jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt!

	A	E
	Die	Krankenschwester kriegt 'nen Riesenschreck:

	A
Schon	wieder ist ein Kranker weg!

	E
Sie	amputierten ihm sein letztes Bein

	A
Und	jetzt kniet er sich wieder mächtig rein!

Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt,

Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt;

Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt!

Wenn sich Opa am Sonntag auf sein Fahrrad schwingt

Und heimlich in die Fabrik eindringt,

Dann hat Oma Angst, daß er zusammenbricht,

Denn Opa macht heute wieder Sonderschicht:

Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt,

Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt;

Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt!

An Weihnachten liegen alle rum und sagen: Puuh!

Der Abfalleimer geht schon nicht mehr zu,

Die Gabentische werden immer bunter,

Und am Mittwoch kommt die Müllabfuhr

Und holt den ganzen Plunder - und sagt:

Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt,

Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt;

Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt!

Wenn früh am Morgen die Werkssirene dröhnt

Und die Stechuhr beim Stechen lustvoll stöhnt:

Dann hat einen nach dem andern die Arbeitswut gepackt

Und jetzt singen sie zusammen im Arbeitstakt, Takt, Takt:

Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt,

Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt;

Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt!

High Life Skiffel Group

454. Ich fahr mit der Lambretta

	G	C
	Morgens früh um viere - da	klopft es an der Türe

	G	D7
und	Erna sagt mit wichtigem	Gesicht:

	G	C
"Du	kommst jetzt aus dem warmen Bett!" - Doch	ich ich find das gar nicht nett,

	G	D7	G
denn	Arbeit,	die liegt mir	nicht.

	G	C	G	D7
	Ich fahr mit der Lambretta	raus zu meinem Vetter -	wo die blauen Kornblumen	blühn.

	G	C	G	D7	G
Ich	leg mich in die Sonne und	strecke mich vor Wonne - und	laß den Tag an	mir vorüber	ziehn.

Ich denk an die Kollegen, die müssen sich bewegen.

Von fünfe bis um zweie auf der Schicht.

Ich aber muß mich schonen, das muß ich hier betonen,

denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht.

Bridge

	C	G
Die	Badehose eingepackt die	Sonnencreme auch,

	C	D7
die	schmier ich mir nachher bei Heinz	mitten auf den Bauch.

Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn.

Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn.

Ich springe aus der Feder wie Bierhoff an das Leder

und ziehe mich in Windeseile an.

Erna ruft noch mach kein Scheiß, vor Zorn ist ihr Gesicht ganz weiß,

denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht.

Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn.

Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn.

Mit 26 Sachen heize ich den Karren, kühler Fahrtwind peitscht mir ins Gesicht.

Gleich liege ich im Liegestuhl, wie Apathisch und ganz cool,

denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht.

Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn.

Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn.

Bridge

Die Badehose eingepackt die Sonnencreme auch

die schmier ich mir nachher bei Heinz mitten auf den Bauch.

Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn.

Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn.

Udo Jürgens

455. Ich war noch niemals in New York

Udo Jürgens, Michael Kunze / Udo Jürgens (2000)

	\|:	G	-	Bb	-	C	-	D	:\|

	G	Bb	C	D
Und	nach dem Abendessen	sagte er: Lass mich noch	eben Zigaretten holen	gehn.

	G	Bb	C	D
Sie	rief ihm nach: Nimm Dir die	Schlüssel mit! Ich	werd inzwischen nach der Kleinen	sehn.

	Em	Bm	Em	Bm
Er	zog die Tür zu, ging	stumm hinaus, ins	neonhelle	Treppenhaus.

	C	D	G	D#	Bb
Es	roch nach Bohner	wachs und Spießi	gkeit, Und	auf der Treppe	dachte er:

	D#	Bb	D#	F	D	G
Wie	wenn das jetzt ein	Aufbruch wär. Ich	müsste einfach	gehn: Für alle	Zeit, für alle	Zeit!

	C	D	Bm	Em
Ich war noch	niemals in New	York. ich war noch	niemals auf Ha	waii.

	Am	D	G
Ging nie durch	San Franzisko	in zerrissnen	Jeans.

	C	D	Bm	Em
Ich war noch	niemals in New	York. Ich war noch	niemals richtig	frei.

	Am	D	G	Bb	-	C	-	D
Einmal ver	rückt sein und aus	allen Zwängen	fliehn.

	G	Bb	C	D
Und	als er draußen auf der	Straße stand, fiel ihm	ein, dass er fast alles bei sich	trug.

	G	Bb	C	D
Den	Pass, die Eurochecks und	etwas Geld, viel	leicht ging heute abend noch ein	Flug.

	Em	Bm	Em	Bm
Er	könnt' ein Taxi nehmen	dort am Eck, oder	Autostop und	einfach weg.

	C	D	G	D#	Bb
Die	Sehnsucht in ihm	wurde wieder	wach. Noch	einmal voll von	Träumen sein,

	D#	Bb	D#	F	D	G
sich	aus der Enge	hier befrein. Er	dachte über	seinen Aufbruch	nach, seinen Aufbruch	nach!

Ich war noch niemals in New York. Ich war noch niemals auf Hawaii.

Ging nie durch San Franzisko in zerrissnen Jeans.

Ich war noch niemals in New York. Ich war noch niemals richtig frei.

Einmal verrückt sein und aus allen Zwängen fliehn.

	Em	Bm	Em	Bm
Dann	steckte er die Ziga	retten ein, und	ging wie selbstverständlich	heim.

	C	D	G
Durchs	Treppenhaus mit Bohnerwachs	und Spießig	keit.

	D#	Bb	D#	Bb
Die	Frau rief: "Mann, wo bleibst Du	bloß ?	Wetten-dass mit Gottschalk	geht gleich los!"

	D#	F	G	C	D	Bm	Em	Am	D	G
Sie	fragte: "War was?" - "	Nein, was	soll schon sein."

Da-da-da....

Ich war noch niemals in New York...

Keimzeit

456. Kling Klang

Keimzeit

	G	Am
	Steck dir die halbe Tüte	Erdnussflips

	F	G
	in deinen zuckersüßen	Mund.

	G	Am
	Find dich in einem	Comic-Heft wieder,

	F	G
	fotografier dich	bunt.

	G	Am
	Graffitis machen graue	Wände lebendig,

	F	G
ich	wünschte, ich könnt das	auch.

	G	Am
	Und wie ich überleg, was ich denn	wirklich kann

	F	G
	seh ich, daß ich zu nichts	taug.

	Am	G	Am	G
	Kling	klang, du und ich -	die Straßen ent	lang.

	Am	G	Am	G
	Kling	klang, du und ich -	die Straßen ent	lang.

	G	Am
	Für diesen Augenblick dich in die	Kamera zu kriegen

	F	G
	haut mal wieder nicht	hin.

	G	Am
	Komm und lass uns heute noch nach	England fliegen,

	F
	God save the Queen.

	G	Am
	An der Westküste dann die Prome	nade runter

	F	G
	wo schon der Kapitän	wartet.

	G	Am
"	Guten Tag, zweimal bis nach	Feuerland bitte!"

	F
	Das Schiff ist leicht entartet.

	Am		Am	G
	Kling	Gklang, du und ich -	die Straßen ent	lang.

	Am	G	Am	G
	Kling	klang, du und ich -	die Straßen ent	lang.

	Gm7	C	F7maj
	Bloss von	hier weg, so	weit wie möglich.

	Fm7	Bb7	Eb7maj
	Bis du	sagst, es ist Z	eit, wir müssen

	D	G	Am	F	G
	aus Feuerlang	zurück, nach	Hause,	im Wiener-Walzer-	Schritt.

	G	Am	F	G
	Dadadap, dadap	dadadadam,	dedödemda	daum.

	Am	G	Am	G
	Kling	klang, du und ich -	die Straßen ent	lang.

	Am	G	Am	G
	Kling	klang, du und ich -	die Straßen ent	lang.

Nathalie#begin#end

Mike Krüger

457. Hein von'ne Werft

Mike Krüger

	G	C
Ich	reit nu' schon drei Tage in die	Innenstadt herum

	D	G
und	finde keinen Parkplatz; es wird mir bald zu	dumm.

	G	C
Wir	wollten in die U-Bahn, doch	da gab's gleich Rabbatz.

	D	G
Für mein	Pferd war da drin kein	Platz.

	G	C
Ich	rief sofort den Schaffner und	griff nach mein' Colt,

	D	G
Der	Schaffner meint sogleich er hat's nich so	gewollt.

	G	C
So	bekam ich ganz gewaltlos so	gar ein' Platz zum Sitzen,

	D	G
Und	braucht mir keine Kerbe in mein' Colt zu	ritzen.

	C	G	D	G
Denn ich bin	Hein, Hein von'ne	Werft; und ich	kann's nu' ma' nich' ab wenn man mir	nervt.

	C	D	G
Und wenn mir einer nervt zähl ich bis	acht - Und dann	kriegt er in die Schnauze bis er	lacht.

Wir kamen an'ne Kreuzung und da gab's einen Knall

Ich flog aus meinem Sattel; mein Pferd das kam zu Fall.

Das Auto das uns rammte war sehr stark demoliert

Obwohl der Fahrer meinte er hätt's erst grad' poliert.

Dann riss er gleich sein Maul auf und rief die Polizei,

Ich schlug nur meine Faust d'rauf; der Schrei war schnell vorbei.

Da liegt er nun im Kofferraum und kommt nicht mehr heraus,

Nach dreieinviertel Stunden kam er ins Krankenhaus.

Denn ich bin Hein, Hein von'ne Werft; und ich kann's nu' ma' nich' ab wenn man mir nervt.

Und wenn mir einer nervt zähl ich bis acht - Und dann kriegt er in die Schnauze bis er lacht.

Wir kam' auch mal mach Hause voll Ruhm und voller Stolz

Das erste was mir traf - war Ernas Nudelholz.

Es traf mir hart am Hinterkopf und warf mich an die Tür.

Sie sagt: "Nu' komm doch rein du armer Tropf, du stinkst ja noch nach Bier!"

Ich sah nur noch ihr rechtes Knie holt aus zum Pferdekuß

Dann sah ich nur noch Sterne; ich dacht mich streift 'n Bus.

Denn ich bin Hein, Hein von'e Werft; Und sie kann's nu' ma' nich ab wenn ich ihr nerv'.

Und wenn ich ihr ma' nerv' zählt sie bis acht - Und dann krieg ich in die Schnauze bis ich lach.

Heinz Rudolf Kunze

458. Lola

R. Davies, H. R. Kunze / Heinz Rudolf Kunze: Ausnahmezustand (1984)

	C	C	C///	D/	E

	E
Ich	traf sie in 'nem Imbiß in Dortmund-Nord

	A	E	A	Asus4
Es	roch stark nach Schaschlik und 'n bißchen nach Abort - Und sie hieß	Lola - L.O.L.A.	Lo	la.

	E
Ich	sagte: Darf ich bitten oder woll'n wir erst tanzen?

	A	D
Sie wurde	rot und rührte - wie er	tappte Emanzen - in ihrer

	E	A	D	C	C//////	D/	E
	Cola; C.O.L.A.	Cola,	la la la	la Lola.

Nun seh ich nicht grad aus wie Arnold Mitteregger –

Ich führe, sagte sie, das klang wie Alfred Dregger, meine Lola; L.O.L.A. Lola.

Ich bin ja ziemlich blöd, aber so blöd bin ich nicht:

Sie hatte Haare auf den Zähnen und auch mitten im Gesicht, oh meine

Lola; L.O.L.A. Lola, la la la la Lola.

Bridge I

	B7	F#7
Wir	tranken und kamen uns langsam abhanden, An der	Neonröhre hingen vergammelte Girlanden.

	A	A7
Wenn ich	umfiel, baute sie mich immer wieder auf, Bis sie sagte: "	So, mein Sohn, jetzt gehn wir zu mir rauf!"

Wenn ich voll bin, bin ich kein Fall für Carmen

Doch sie nahm mich untern Arm, sie kannte kein Erbarmen, meine

Lola; la la la la Lola, la la la la Lola.

Bridge II

	A	E	B	A	E	B	A	E	B
Ich	schrie: "	Laß mich	gehn!" - Sie	wollte	nicht	verstehn. -Sie	sagte: "	Nicht mit	mir!"

	E	G#7	C#m	B	B13	E
Ich sagte: "	Gut dann	eben	nicht." -	Und bestellte noch ein	Bier.

Ist das nun Liebe oder ist das nur ein schwacher Trost?

Ich sage immer was ich denke und ich sagte: Prost, auf dein Spezielles, Lola, L.O.L.A. Lola.

Girls heißen Alf und Boys heißen George,

nicht nur in London sondern jetzt auch schon in Dortmund-Nord - und er hieß

Lola, la la la la Lola.

Bridge III

	B7	F#7
Ich	war gerade erst zuhause ausgezogen, Ich	hatte noch niemals meine Mami belogen,

	A	A7
Lola	lächelte nur und faßte mich an - Und sagte: "	Ich bin es längst – heut wirst auch du ein Mann!"

Ich werd gern zur Brust genommen, also bin ich wohl einer.

Ganz sicher bin ich nicht, doch das ist ja heute keiner, höchstens

Lola, L.O.L.A. Lola la la la la Lola.

Lola (laß gut sein Günter, ich muß noch fahrn) lalalala Lola, lalalala Lola.

Manuela

459. Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova

Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Georg Buschor / Manuela (1963)

	C	G
	Als die kleine Jane gerade achtzehn	war,

	G7	C
Führte sie der Jim in die	Dancing	Bar.

	C7	F
Doch am nächsten	Tag fragte die Ma	ma:

	C	G	G7	C
"Kind	warum warst du	erst heut'	morgen	da?"

	C	G	C
	Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, was kann ich da	für.

	G	C
Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, bitte glaube	mir.

	F
Denn wenn einer Bossa	Nova tanzen kann,

	C
Fängt für mich die	große Liebe an.

	G	C
Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, der war Schuld da	ran.

	C	G
	War's der Monden	schein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,

	C
Oder war's der	Wein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,

	G
Kann das möglich	sein? - Yeah, yeah, der Bossa Nova,

	C	F	C
	Der war	Schuld da	ran.

	C	G	C
	Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, was kann ich da	für.

	G	C
Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, bitte glaube	mir.

	F
Denn wenn einer Bossa	Nova tanzen kann,

	C
Fängt für mich die	große Liebe an.

	G	C
Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, der war Schuld da	ran.

	C	G
	Doch die kleine Jane blieb nicht immer	klein,

	G7	C
Erst bekam sie	Jim, dann ein Töchter	lein.

	C7	F
Und die Tochter	fragt heute die Ma	ma:

	C	G	G7	C
"Seit wann habt	ihr euch gern,	du	und Pa	pa?"

	C	G	C
	Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, was kann ich da	für.

	G	C
Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, bitte glaube	mir.

	F
Denn wenn einer Bossa	Nova tanzen kann,

	C
Fängt für mich die	große Liebe an.

	G	C
Schuld war nur der Bossa	Nova, der war Schuld da	ran.

	C	G
	War's der Monden	schein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,

	C
Oder war's der	Wein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,

	G
Kann das möglich	sein? - Yeah, yeah, der Bossa Nova,

	C	F	C
	Der war	Schuld da	ran.

	C	G
	War's der Monden	schein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova...

Udo Lindenberg

460. Der Malocher

Udo Lindenberg / Udo Lindenberg: Votan Wahnwitz (1975)

	Am	Dm	Am
Die	Alte zuhaus war auch nicht mehr das, was sie	früher einmal	war.

	Dm	Am	E7	Am
Schon	morgens saß sie	vor der Glotze, mit	Lockenwicklern im	Haar.

	Dm	Am
Wenn er schlapp von der Maloche nach hause kam,	saß sie immer noch	da

	Dm	Am
und sagte: "	Hier hast'n Korn, der bringt dich	wieder nach vorn."

	E7	Am
Und im	Fernsehn läuft der	Kommissar.

	Am	Dm	Am
Er	hatte die Schnauze von diesem Leben voll,	er wär so gern ausge	flippt.

	Dm	Am	E7	Am
Und	mit solchen Gedanken hat er	dann nochmal	an seinem Glas ge	nippt.

Und dann schmiss er's mit Karacho voll ins TV,

	Dm	Am
und schrie: "	Ihr glaubt wohl ich bin nicht ganz	dicht!

	Dm	Am
Jeden	Abend Fusel schlucken und dann	in die Röhre kucken

	E7	Am
und dann	pennen und dann wieder zur	Schicht." (Chachacha...Huh...)

	Am	Dm
Der Ma	locher aus 'm Ruhrgebiet, tat nun etwas, was sonst nur	selten geschieht

	E7	Am	Dm	E7
schmiss seiner	Frau das Mobiliar vor die	Füße und sagte: "	Eh jetzt ist aber Schluß meine	Süße.

	Am	Dm
Und	mit dem Lottogewinn, das haut ja doch nicht mehr hin. Komm Weib mach meinen Koffer	klar!

	Am
Ich hau jetzt ab nach Paris, da ist das	Leben so süß.

	E7	Am	E7
Da trink ich	Sekt im Alkazar und tanze	Chachacha!"

Er fuhr mit der Bahn, erster Klasse, nach Paris "Gare du Nord".

Er bestellte sich Champagner, den trank er aus der Flasche und kam sich ganz schön super vor.

Und als er dann da war und schon nicht mehr ganz klar war, da traf er ein charmantes Mädel.

Und am nächsten Morgen war er allein im Hotel, ohne Kies und mit 'nem schweren Schädel.

(Chachacha...Huh...)

Der Malocher aus 'm Ruhrgebiet, tat nun etwas, was sonst nur selten geschieht

schmiss seiner Frau das Mobiliar vor die Füße und sagt: "Eh jetzt ist aber Schluß meine Süße.

Und mit dem Lottogewinn, das haut ja doch nicht mehr hin. Komm Weib mach meinen Koffer klar.

Ich hau jetzt ab nach Paris, da ist das Leben so süß.

Da trink ich Sekt im Alkazar und tanze Chachacha!" (Huh.)

Lolita

461. Seemann (deine Heimat ist das Meer)

Werner Scharfenberger, Fini Busch / Lolita (1960)

	G	C	G	D	D7
	Seemann, lass das	Träumen,	Denk nicht an zu	Haus.

	G	C	G	D	G	G7
	Seemann, Wind und	Wellen,	Rufen	Dich hin	aus.

	G7	C	G
	Deine Heimat ist das	Meer - Deine Freunde sind die	Sterne.

	D	D7		G	G7
Über Rio und Schang	hai,		Über Bali und Ha	waii.

	C	G	G7
Deine Liebe ist dein	Schiff - Deine Sehnsucht ist die	Ferne.

	D	D7	G
Und nur ihnen bist du	treu - ein	Leben	lang.

	G	C	G	D	D7
	Seemann, lass das	Träumen,	Denke nicht an	mich.

	G	C	G	D	G	G7
	Seemann, denn die	Fremde -	Wartet	schon auf	dich.

	G7	C	G
	Deine Heimat ist das	Meer - Deine Freunde sind die	Sterne.

	D	D7		G	G7
Über Rio und Schang	hai,		Über Bali und Ha	waii.

	C	G	G7
Deine Liebe ist dein	Schiff - Deine Sehnsucht ist die	Ferne.

	D	D7	G
Und nur ihnen bist du	treu - ein	Leben	lang.

Reinhard Mey

462. Der Pfeifer

Reinhard Mey

1.

	Am	E	Am
Ich	ritt aus San Alfredo im	letzten Tages	licht

	C	G	Am
	Vielleicht auch aus El	Paso, so genau weiß ich das	nicht.

	G
Seit 40 Tagen 40 Nächten	war ich auf der Flucht,

	Am	E	Am
in	jeder Stadt fand ich mein Bild da	runter stand: Ge	sucht.

	C	Am	C	Am
Sie	nannten mich den	Stillen und	flüsterten mir	nach,

	C	Am	D	E7	Am	C	E
dass	wenn ich was zu	sagen hätte mein	Colt für mich	sprach.

2.

Sie nannten mich den Pfeifer und meine Devise hieß,

wenn dir wer vor die Mündung kommt, erst pfeife, und dann schieß.

Warum ich pfiff das weiß ich nicht, weiß nicht mal wie ich heiß,

im Westen ist es niemals gut wenn einer zu viel weiß.

Ich weiß nur wo mein Lied erklang da wurden Bretter knapp,

weil jeder Schreiner wußte, daß es Arbeit für ihn gab.

3.

Als ich nach Bloody Corner kam, sah ich schon von weitem her,

die Summe unter meinem Namen hatte zwei Stellen mehr.

Ein Prämienjäger sagte: "Pfeifer, ich wart schon auf dich!"

Ich fuhr herum, pfiff einen Ton, dann sprach mein Colt für mich.

Als wenig später im Salon mein 38iger spie,

da spielte der Mann am Klavier dazu die Melodie Am C Am G Am E Am

4.

Die Ellenbogen aufgestützt, die Flügeltür im Blick,

stand neben mir ein Fremder, sehr glatt Rasiert und dick.

"Man nennt mich hier den Denker", so stellte er sich vor,

spie lässig in den Spucknapf und sagte mir ins Ohr:

"Wenn du 10.000 Dollar brauchst, dann hab ich einen Plan,

totsicher genial einfach!" dankbar nahm ich an.

5.

Jetzt sitz ich hinter Gittern, von Zweifeln angenagt,

vielleicht war doch des Denkers Plan so gut nicht, wie er gesagt.

Er sagte: "das bringt dir 10.000,- Dollar wenn du’s wagst,

zum Sheriff ins Büro zu geh’n dich vor stellst und sagst:

Grüß Gott, ich bin der Pfeifer, komm selber wie ihr seht,

um die Belohnung zu kassieren die auf meinen Kopf steht".

6.

Ich sitz auf meines Pferdes Rücken unter dem Galgenbaum.

Einen Strick um meinen Hals der Henker hält mein Pferd im Zaum.

Gleich gibt er ihm die Zügel und dann ist's mit mir vorbei.

Der Totengräber gräbt mein Grab und pfeift mein Lied dabei.

Scharfrichter tut seine Pflicht, mein Pferd setzt sich in Trab

Und unten Brüllt der Regisseur: "Verdammte Schlamperei,

nun ist der Ast zum 3. Mal abgebrochen, der Film ist auch gerissen,

also Kinder für heute ist Feierabend, die Leiche dreh'n wir morgen ab".

463. Die Diplomatenjagd

Reinhard Mey

	C	G	C	Am	C	G
	Auf Schloß Hohenhecke zu	Nieder	lahr -- Es	hat so	eben ge	tagt --

	C	G	C	Am	C	G
Lädt	Freiherr Bodo, wie	jedes	Jahr, zur	Diplo	maten	jagd.

	C	F	C
Durch	Felder und Auen auf	haarige	Sauen,

	F	C
In Wiesen und Büschen den	Hirsch zu er	wischen,

	F	C
Den hat Freiherr Bodo für	teures	Geld

	Am	C	G	C
Am	Vorabend	selber hier	aufge	stellt.

Schon bricht es herein in Wald und Flur, das diplomatische Corps,

Die Ritter vom Orden der Konjunktur, zwei Generäle zuvor.

Bei Hörnerquinten, mit Prügeln und Flinten. Es folgt mit Furore ein Monsignore.

Selbst den klapprigen Ahnherrn von Kieselknirsch

- Trägt man auf der Bahre mit auf die Pirsch!

Es knallen die Büchsen, ein Pulverblitz, es wird soeben gesagt,

Daß Generalleutnant von Zitzewitz den Verlust seines Dackels beklagt.

Der Attaché Mehring erlegt einen Hering - Den tiefgefroren, die Kugeln durchbohren,

Noch in Frischhaltepackung, das ist unerhört!

Ein Keiler ergibt sich, vom Lärm ganz verstört.

Bewegt sich dort etwas am Waldesrand? Der Ahnherr sieht nicht mehr recht.

Das kriegt kurzerhand eins übergebrannt! Denn schießen kann er nicht schlecht,

Ja, ganz ohne Zweifel: Er schießt wie der Teufel!

- Man trägt ihn ganz leise bis dicht an die Schneise.

Man reicht ihm die Büchse, es prasselt das Schrot:

So findet der Außenminister den Tod.

Daß der Ahnherr daraufhin noch "Waidmannsheil" schreit, hat alle peinlichst berührt.

Ihm wird ein Protestschreiben überreicht, besonders scharf formuliert!

Doch muß man dem Alten zugute halten: Das war, bei Hubertus, ein prächtiger Blattschuß,

Und daß er das Wort Diplomatenjagd,

Nur etwas zu wörtlich genommen hat!

Die Nacht bricht herein, und Schloß Hohenhecke bietet ein friedliches Bild.

Der Monsignore segnet die Strecke von leblosem, greisem Wild.

Schon fast vergessen, will doch keiner essen:

Die Veteranen, die zähen Fasanen, Die Ente mit Rheuma, den Keiler mit Asthma.

Die Jagd wird begossen, und dann wird beschlossen:

Der Krempel wird, weil man hier großzügig denkt, Dem nächsten Armenhaus geschenkt!

So wird auch den Ärmsten der Segen zuteil: Es lebe das Weidwerk, dreimal Waidmannsheil!

464. Gute Nacht, Freunde

Reinhard Mey

	C	Dm	G7	C
	Gute Nacht,	Freunde,	es wird Zeit für mich zu	geh'n,

	F	E	Dm
	Was ich noch zu sagen	hätte dauert eine Ziga	rette

	G	C
	Und ein letztes Glas im	Steh'n.

	C	Dm	G
	Für den Tag, für die	Nacht unter Eurem Dach habt	Dank.

	C
Für den Platz an Eurem	Tisch, für jedes Glas, das ich trank.

	Dm	G
Für den Teller, den Ihr	mit zu den Euren	stellt,

	C	F	G
Als sei selbstver	ständlicher	nichts auf der	Welt.

	C	Dm	G
	Habt dank für die	Zeit, die ich mit Euch verplaudert	hab'

	C
Und für Eure Ge	duld, wenn's mehr als eine Meinung gab

	Dm	G
Dafür, daß Ihr nie	fragt wann ich komme oder	geh'

	C	F	G
Und für die stets offene	Tür, in	der ich jetzt	steh'

	C	Dm	G
	Für die Freiheit, die als	steter Gast bei Euch	wohnt

	C
Habt Dank, daß Ihr nie	fragt was es bringt, ob es lohnt

	Dm	G
Vielleicht liegt es da	ran, daß man von draußen	meint

	C	F	G
Daß in Euren	Fenstern das	Licht wärmer	scheint

Gute Nacht, Freunde, es wird Zeit für mich zu geh'n.

Was ich noch zu sagen hätte dauert eine Zigarette

	C
Und ein letztes Glas im	Steh'n.

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465. Kaspar

Reinhard Mey

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	Sie sagten, er käme von	Nürnberg her Und er	spräche kein Wort

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Auf dem Marktplatz standen sie	um ihn her Und be	gafften ihn dort

	C	Am
	Die Einen raunten: Er ist ein Tier" Die	Andern fragten: Was will der hier?"

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Und	daß er sich doch zum	Teufel scher' So	jagt ihn doch fort	So	jagt ihn doch	fo	rt	!"

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Sein Haar in Strähnen und	wirre Sein	Gang war gebeugt

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Kein Zweifel, dieser	Irre Ward vom	Teufel gezeugt!

	C	Am
	Der Pfarrer reichte ihm einen Krug Voll	Milch, der sog in einem Zug

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Er	trinkt nicht vom Ge	schirre Den hat die	Wölfin gesäugt!	Den hat die	Wöl	fin	ge	säugt!"

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Mein Vater, der in	unsrem Orte	Schulmeister war

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Trat vor ihn hin, trotz	böser Worte	Rings aus der Schar

C Am

Er sprach zu ihm ganz ruhig, und Der Stumme öffnete den Mund

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Und	stammelte die	Worte: Heiße	Kaspar	Heiße	Kaspar"

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Mein Vater brachte	ihn ins Haus Heiße	Kaspar"

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Meine Mutter wusch sei	ne Kleider aus Und	schnitt ihm das Haar

	C	Am
	Sprechen lehrte mein Vater ihn	Lesen und schreiben und es schien

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Was man	ihn lehrte, sog er	in sich auf Wie	gierig er war!	Wie	gierig er war!

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Zur Schule gehörte	derzeit noch Das	Üttinger Feld

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
	Kaspar und ich	pflügten zu zweit Bald war	alles bestellt

	C	Am
Wir	hegten und pflegten jeden Keim	Brachten im Herbst die Ernte ein

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Von den	Leuten vermale	deit Von deren	Hunden ver	bellt Von deren	Hunden	ver	bel	lt

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
Ein	Wintertag, der	Schnee lag frisch Es war	Januar

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
Meine	Mutter rief uns:	Kommt zu Tisch Das	Essen ist gar!"

	C	Am
Mein	Vater sagte: ...Appetit" Ich wartete auf	Kaspars Schritt

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Mein	Vater fragte	mürrisch: Wo bleibt	Kaspar?"	Wo bleibt	Kaspar?"

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
Wir	suchten, und wir	fanden ihn Auf dem	Pfad bei dem Feld

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
Der	Neuschnee wehte	über ihn Sein	Gesicht war entstellt

	C	Am
Die	Augen angstvoll aufgerissen, Sein	Hemd war blutig und zerrissen.

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Er	stochen hatten sie	ihn Dort am	Üttinger Feld	Dort am Üt	tinger Feld

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
Der	Polizeirat	aus der Stadt Füllte	ein Formular

	Am	D	Am	C	E	Am
"Gott	nehm ihn hin in	seiner Gnad" Sagte	der Herr Vikar

	C	Am
Das	Üttinger Feld liegt lang schon brach Nur	manchmal bell'n mir noch die Hunde nach

	D	G	C	E	Am	C	E	Am
Dann	streu ich ein paar	Blumen auf den	Pfad	Für	Kaspar

466. Sei wachsam!

Reinhard Mey / Reinhard Mey: Leuchtfeuer (1996)

	A4	Am	A4	Am

	Am
Ein	Wahlplakat zerrissen auf dem nassen Rasen,

	E
Sie	grinsen mich an, die alten aufgeweichten Phrasen,

	Dm
Die Ge	sichter von auf jugendlich gemachten Greisen,

	E
Die dir das	Mittelalter als den Fortschritt anpreisen.

	Am
Und ich	denk mir, jeder Schritt zu dem verheiß'nen Glück

	F
Ist ein	Schritt nach ewig gestern, ist ein Schritt zurück.

	B7
Wie sie das	Volk zu Besonnenheit und Opfern ermahnen,

	E
Sie	nennen es das Volk, aber sie meinen: Untertanen.

	Am
All das	Leimen, das Schleimen ist nicht länger zu ertragen,

	F
Wenn du	lernst zu übersetzen, was sie wirklich sagen!

	Dm	Am
Der Mi	nister nimmt flüsternd den	Bischof beim Arm:

	B7	E	E7
"Halt'	Du sie dumm - ich halt' sie	arm!"

	Am	E
Sei	wachsam, präg dir die Worte ein! Sei	wachsam, und fall' nicht auf sie rein!

	Dm	Am	E	E7
Paß	auf, daß du deine	Freiheit nutzt, die	Freiheit nutzt sich ab, wenn du	sie nicht nutzt!

	Am	F
Sei	wachsam, merk dir die Gesichter gut! Sei	wachsam, bewahr dir deinen Mut!

	Dm	E7	Am
Sei	wachsam	- und sei auf der	Hut!

Du machst das Fernsehen an, sie jammern nach guten, alten Werten.

Ihre guten, alten Werte sind fast immer die verkehrten,

Und die, die da so vorlaut in der Talk-Runde strampeln

Sind es, die auf allen Werten mit Füßen rumtrampeln:

Der Medienmogul und der Zeitungszar,

Die schlimmsten Böcke als Gärtner, na wunderbar!

Sie rufen nach dem Kruzifix, nach Brauchtum und nach guten Sitten,

Doch ihre Botschaft sind nichts als Arsch und Titten.

Verrohung, Verdummung, Gewalt sind die Gebote,

Ihre Götter sind Auflage und Einschaltquote.

Sie biegen die Wahreheit und verdrehen das Recht:

So viel gute alte Werte, echt, da wird mir echt schlecht!

Sei wachsam...

Es ist 'ne Riesenkonjungtur für Rattenfänger,

Für Trittbrettfahrer und Schmiergeldempfänger,

'ne Zeit für Selbstbediener und Geschäftemacher,

Scheinheiligkeit, Geheuchel und Postengeschacher.

Und die sind alle hochgeachtet und sehr annerkannt,

Und nach den Schlimmsten werden Plätze und Flugplätze benannt.

Man packt den Hühnerdieb, den Waffenschieber läßt man laufen,

Kein Pfeiffchen Gras, aber 'ne ganze Giftgasfabrik kannst Du kaufen.

Verseuch die Luft, verstrahl das Land, mach ungestraft den größten Schaden,

Nur laß Dich nicht erwischen bei Sitzblockaden!

Man packt den Grünfried und das Umweltschwein genießt Vertrau'n.

Und die Polizei muß immer auf die Falschen draufhau'n.

Sei wachsam...

Wir haben ein Grundgesetz, das soll den Rechtsstaat gerantiern.

Was hilfts, wenn sie nach Lust und Laune d'ran manipulieren,

Die Scharfmacher, die immer von der Friedensmission quasseln,

Und unterm Tisch schon emsig mit dem Säbel rasseln?

Der alte Glanz in ihren Augen beim großen Zapfenstreich,

Abteilung kehrt, Im Gleichschritt marsch, ein Lied und Heim ins Reich!

"Nie wieder soll von diesem Land Gewalt ausgehen!"

"Wir müssen Flagge zeigen, dürfen nicht beiseite stehen!"

"Rein humanitär natürlich und ganz ohne Blutvergießen!"

"Kampfeinsätze sind jetzt nicht mehr so ganz auszuschließen.

Sie ziehen uns immer tiefer rein, Stück für Stück.

Und seit heute früh umn fünf Uhr schießen wir wieder zurück.

Sei wachsam...

Ich hab Sehnsucht nach Leuten, die mich nicht betrügen,

Die mir nicht mit jeder Festrede die Hucke voll lügen,

Und verschon' mich mit den falschen Ehrlichen,

Die falschen Ehrlichen, die wahren Gefährlichen!

Ich habe Sehnsucht nach einem Stück Wahrhaftigekeit,

Nach 'nem bißchen Rückgrad in dieser verkrümmten Zeit.

Doch sag die Wahrheit und Du hast bald nichts mehr zu Lachen,

Sie wer'n Dich ruiniern, exekutier'n und mundtot machen,

Erpressen, bestechen, versuchen Dich zu kaufen.

Wenn Du die Wahrheit sagst, laß draußen den Motor laufen,

Dann sag sie laut und schnell, denn das Sprichwort lehrt,

Wer die Wahrheit sagt braucht ein verdammt schnelles Pferd!

Sei wachsam...

(und sei auf der Hut; Paß bloß auf!)

467. Über den Wolken

Reinhard Mey

	G	Am	D	G
	Wind Nord Ost Startbahn null-	drei,	bis hier hör' ich die Mo	toren.

	G	Am	D	G
	Wie ein Pfeil zieht sie vor	bei,	und es dröhnt in meinen	Ohren.

	G	Am	D	G
	Und der nasse Asphalt	bebt,	wie ein Schleier staubt der	Regen,

	G	Am	D	G
	Bis sei abhebt und sei	schwebt -	der Sonne ent	gegen.

	G	C	D	G
	Über den	Wolken	muß die Freiheit wohl	grenzenlos sein.

	Em	Am	D	G
	Alle Ängste, alle	Sorgen, sagt man,	blieben darunter ver	borgen, und dann

	C	G	D	G
	würde, was uns groß und	wichtig erscheint,	plötzlich nichtig und	klein.

	G	Am	D	G
	Ich seh ihr noch lange	nach,	seh' sie die Wolken er	klimmen,

	Am	D	G
Bis die Lichter nach und	nach	ganz im Regengrau ver	schwimmen.

	Am	D	G
Meine Augen haben	schon	jenen winz'gen Punkt ver	loren.

	Am	D	G
Nur von fern klingt mono	ton	das Summen der Moto	ren.

Über den Wolken muß die Freiheit wohl grenzenlos sein.

Alle Ängste, alle Sorgen, sagt man, blieben darunter verborgen, und dann

würde, was uns groß und wichtig erscheint, plötzlich nichtig und klein.

	G	Am	D	G
	Dann ist alles still, ich	geh',	Regen durchdringt meine	Jacke.

	Am	D	G
Irgendjemand kocht Kaf	fee	in der Luftaufsichtsba	racke.

	Am	D	G
In den Pfützen schwimmt Ben	zin	schillernd wie ein Regen	bogen.

	Am	D	G
Wolken spiegeln sich	darin,	ich wär' gerne mitge	flogen.

Über den Wolken muß die Freiheit wohl grenzenlos sein.

Alle Ängste, alle Sorgen, sagt man, blieben darunter verborgen, und dann

würde, was uns groß und wichtig erscheint, plötzlich nichtig und klein.

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Marius Müller-Westernhagen

468. Willenlos

Marius Müller Westernhagen

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	Ihr Name	war Carmeli	ta;			Sie war die	Schönste im	Ort.

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	Sie brachte	Lahme zum ge	hen			In ihrem	50er	Ford.

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	Sie hatte	Klasse -	gar keine	Frage -	ich fiel in	ihr Dekolle	té-e-	eh.

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Und ich war

wirklich

nicht in der

Lage -

ihr aus dem

Wege

gehn.

Ihr Name war Fräulein Meyer - Meyer mit Ypsilon.

Sie schaffte täglich zehn Freier. Was für´ne Kondition!

Sie hatte Rasse - Gar keine Frage - Ich lutschte an ihren Zehen!

Und ich war wirklich nicht in der Lage - ihr aus dem Wege zu gehen.

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Hey	Mama, was ist mit mir los,

	D7	G
Frauen gegenüber bin ich willen	los, völlig willen	los...

Bridge:

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	Selbst im Büro,	im Damenklo -	Hab ich sie	ge	liebt!

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	Die Erika,	die Barbara erst recht die	Marie

Ihr Name war Natascha - sie kam aus Nowosibirsk.

Wir tranken Wodka aus Flaschen - sie hat mich beinahe erwürgt.

Sie hatte Stolz - gar keine Frage - ich schickte ihr Orchideen.

Mann, ich war wirklich nicht in der Lege ihr aus dem Wege zu gehen!

Hey Mama, was ist mit mir los,

Frauen gegenüber bin ich willenlos, völlig willenlos...

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Nena

469. 99 Luftballons

Nena

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	Hast du etwas	Zeit für mich, dann	singe ich ein	Lied für dich,

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von	neunundneunzig	Luftballons auf	ihrem weg zum	Horizont.

	F	Gm	Bb	C
Denkst	du vielleicht	grad an mich, dann	singe ich ein	Lied für dich,

	F	Gm	Bb	C
von	neunundneunzig	Luftballons und	dass so was von	so was kommt.

Neunundneunzig Luftballons auf ihrem weg zum Horizont.

Hielt man für UFOs aus dem All, darum schickte ein General

'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher, Alarm zu geben wenn's so wär.

Dabei war'n dort am Horizont nur neunundneunzig Luftballons.

Neunundneunzig Düsenflieger, Jeder war ein großer Krieger,

hielten sich für Capain Kirk, das gab ein großes Feuerwerk.

Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft und fühlten sich gleich angemacht,

Dabei schoß man am Horizont auf neunundneunzig Luftballons.

Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister Streichholz und Benzinkanister,

hielten sich für schlaue Leute, witterten schon fette Beute,

riefen Krieg und wollten Macht, man wer hätte das gedacht,

dass es einmal so weit kommt, wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons.

Neunundneunzig Jahre Krieg, ließen keinen Platz für Sieger.

Kriegsminister gibt‘s nicht mehr und auch keine Düsenflieger.

Heute zieh ich meine Runde, seh die Welt in Trümmern liegen,

hab 'nen Luftballon gefunden; denk an dich und lass ihn fliegen.

Jean Potier

470. Lied der Zigeuner (Ich kennne Europas Zonen)

Jean Potier, Dietmar Janz

	Em
Ich	kenne Europas Zonen, Vom Ural bis westlich Paris.

	B7	Em	B7	Em
Die	Händel der grossen Na	tionen, Der	Klassen und Konfess	ionen

	B7	Em
sind für mich nur ein	fauler Be	schiss.

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Ich	bin ein gemeiner, zer	lumpter Zi	geuner,

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Ich hab' keine	Heimat kein	Geld - Nur mein	Pferd und die	sonnige	Welt!

	Em
Ich	streifte von Hollands Grachten, Bis weit in das russische Reich.

	B7	Em	B7	Em
Ich	konnte die Menschen be	trachten Und	lernte sie gründlich ver	achten.

	B7	Em
Denn im Grunde sind	alle sie	gleich.

	G	C	G
Sie	schreien: "gemeiner zer	lumpter Zi	geuner",

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Sie schätzen unser'n	Wert nur nach	Geld - Mich, mein	Pferd und die	sonnige	Welt!

	Em
Sie	fragten nach meinen Papieren, Ich streckte die Zunge heraus.

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Sie	wollten mich numme	rieren, In	Büchern und Listen	führen,

	B7	Em
Ich lachte sie	einfach nur	aus.

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Ich	bin ein gemeiner, zer	lumpter Zi	geuner,

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Doch Freiheit ist	besser als	Geld - Für	mich, für mein	Pferd und die	Welt.

Achim Reichel

471. Aloha Heja He

Achim Reichel

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	Ich hab die ganze	Welt gesehn	von Singapur bis	Abadin

	Am	C	G	Am
	Wenn du mich fragst wo es am	schönsten war,	dann sag ich Sansi	bar.

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	War 'ne harte	Überfahrt,	zehn Wochen nur das Deck	geschrubbt.

	Am	C	G	Am	Am		C		G		Am
	Hab die Welt verflucht, in den	Wind gespuckt	und salziges Wasser ge	schluckt.

	Am	C
	Als wir den Anker warfen war es	himmlische Ruh'

	G	Am
und die	Sonne stand senkrecht am	Himmel.

	Am	C
	Als ich über die Reling sah glaubte	ich zu träumen,

	G	Am
da waren	tausend Boote und die hielten auf uns	zu.

	Am	C	G	Am
	In den Booten saßen	Männer und Frau'n ihre	Leiber glänzten in der	Sonne.

	Am	C	G	Am
	Und sie sangen ein Lied, daß kam mir	seltsam bekannt vor aber	so hab ich's	noch nie gehört

	Am	C	G	Am
	Uh	so hab ich's noch	nie ge	hört.

	Am	C	G	Am
	Aloha Heja	He Aloha Heja	He Aloha Heja	He

	Am	C	G	Am
	Aloha Heja	He Aloha Heja	He Aloha Heja	He

Sie machten ihre Boote längsseits fest

und mit den Wind wehte Gelächter herüber

Sie nahmen ihre Blumenkränze ab und warfen sie uns herüber.

Hej und schon war die Party im Gange.

Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He

Ich hab das Paradies gesehn es war um 1910.

Der Steuermann hatte Matrosen am Mast

und den Zahlmeister ham die Gonokoken vernascht.

Aber sonst war'n wir bei bester Gesundheit

Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He

Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He...

Rio Reiser

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Gmaj7

A4

472. Junimond

Rio Reiser

	D	G	A
Die Welt schaut	rauf	zu meinem Fens	ter,

	D	G	A
Mit müden	Augen ganz stau	big und	scheu.

	D	G	A
Ich bin hier	oben	auf meiner Wol	ke,

	D	G	F#m
ich seh Dich	kommen, aber	du gehst vorbei.

	Bm	Gmaj7	Bm	E7
Doch jetzt tut's nicht mehr w	eh,	nee, jetzt tut's nicht mehr	weh

	A	E7	F#
Und	alles bleibt stehen und kein	Sturm kommt auf, wenn ich dich	seh.

	B	B7	G	A
Es ist vor	bei,	bye, bye,	Junimond,

	Bm	A	D	C	G	A4
Es ist vor	bei,		es ist vor	bei,	bye,	bye.

	D	G	A
Zweitausend	Stunden	hab ich ge	wartet,

	D	G	A
ich hab sie	alle gez	ählt und ver	flucht.

	D	G	A
Ich hab getr	unken, ge	raucht und ge	betet,

	D	G	F#m
hab dich fluss	auf- und flussa	bwärts ge	sucht.

	Bm	Gmaj7	Bm	E7
Doch jetzt tut's nicht mehr w	eh,	nee, jetzt tut's nicht mehr	weh

	A	E7	F#
Und	alles bleibt stehen und kein	Sturm kommt auf, wenn ich dich	seh.

	B	B7	G	A
Es ist vor	bei,	bye, bye,	Junimond,

	Bm	A	D	C	G	A4
Es ist vor	bei,		es ist vor	bei,	bye,	bye.

473. Taxi nach Paris

Rio Reiser

	Em	Am	G	D7
	Es ist nicht	spät genug nach	Haus zu	geh'n

	Em	Am	G	D7
und sie war	leicht und ich war	schön und	schön be	trunken.

	Em	Am	G	D7
	Ich hab es	gern wenn sich zwei	Welten	drehn

	Em	Am	D7
und Sterne	funkeln wie La	ternen im	Dunkeln.

	Em	Am	G	D7
	Man nahm uns	mit und ich	wußte wo	hin,

	Em	Am	G	D7
ich war so	wild nach fran	zösischen	Küssen.

	Em	Am	G	D7
	Mona	Lisa steckte	mir die Zunge	raus

	Em	Am	G	D7	D7
und im	Taxi nach	Paris hat sie mich	lächelnd ge	bissen.

	G	D	Em	C	Am	D7
In einem	Taxi	nach	Paris -	nur für	einen	Tag.

	G	D	Em	C	Am	D7
In einem	Taxi	nach	Paris - weil ich	Paris nun	mal so	mag.

	G	D	Em	C	D7
In einem	Taxi	nach	Paris - und viel	leicht ein kleines	Rendezvous.

Das Taxi fuhr fort und ich blieb über Nacht,

und das Licht passiert nachts nur elektrisch.

Ich sprang in die Seine, ich stahl den Eifelturm

und als das Licht an ging hielt sie mich fest und sagte "Komm versteck dich".

In einem Taxi nach Paris - nur für einen Tag.

In einem Taxi nach Paris - weil ich Paris nunmal so mag.

In einem Taxi nach Paris - und vielleicht ein kleines Rendezvous.

Babadedubab

In einem Taxi nach Paris - nur für einen Tag.

In einem Taxi nach Paris - weil ich Paris nunmal so mag.

In einem Taxi nach Paris - und vielleicht ein kleines Rendezvous.

Rudi Schurike

474. Caprifischer

Ralph Maria Siegel, Gerhard Winkler / Rudi Schuricke: (1949)

	A	Amaj7	A6
Wenn bei	Capri die rote	Sonne im Meer ver	sinkt,

	F#7	Bm	E7
und vom Himmel die bleiche	Sichel des Mondes	blinkt,

	Bm	E7	Bm	E7
zieh'n die	Fischer mit ihren	Booten aufs Meer hi	naus,

	A
und sie werfen im weiten Bogen die Netze	aus.

	Amaj7	A6	A
Nur die Sterne, sie zeigen	ihnen am Firma	ment,

	D
ihren Weg mit den Bildern, die jeder Fischer	kennt,

	Dm	A	E7	A
und von Boot zu Boot das	alte Lied er	klingt, hör von	fern, wie es	singt:

	E7	A
Bella, bella,	bella, bella Marie, bleib' mir treu, ich komm' zu	rück morgen früh'.

	E7	A
Bella, bella,	bella, bella Marie, vergiss mich	nie.

Bridge

	G7	C
Sieh den Lichter	schein, draußen auf dem	Meer.

	E7	Am
Ruhelos und k	lein, was kann das sein, was irrt dort	spät nachts umher?

	Dm	Am
Weißt du was da	fährt, was die Flut durch	quert?

	E7	A
Ungezählte	Fischer, deren Lied von fern man	hört.

Wenn bei Capri die rote Sonne im Meer versinkt,

und vom Himmel die bleiche Sichel des Mondes blinkt,

zieh'n die Fischer mit ihren Booten aufs Meer hinaus,

und sie werfen im weiten Bogen die Netze aus.

Nur die Sterne, sie zeigen ihnen am Firmament,

ihren Weg mit den Bildern, die jeder Fischer kennt,

und von Boot zu Boot das alte Lied erklingt, hör von fern, wie es singt:

Bella, bella, bella, bella Marie, bleib' mir treu, ich komm' zurück morgen früh'.

Bella, bella, bella, bella Marie, vergiss mich nie.

	E7	A	E	A
	Bella Mar	ie,	vergiss mich	nie.

Ton Steine Scherben

475. Rauch Haus Song

Reiser / Ton Steine Scherben: Keine Macht für Niemand (1972)

Rauch-Haus-Song

	Em7	A7	D
Der Mari	annenplatz war	blau, soviel	Bullen waren da,

	Bm7	Em7	A7	d
	und Mensch	Meier musste	heulen, das war	wohl das Tränengas.

	Bm7	Em	Bm
	Und er	fragte irgendeinen: "Sag mal,	ist hier heut 'n Fest?"

	G	A
"Sowas ähnliches",	sacht einer "das Be	thanien wird besetzt."

	Em7	A7	D
"Wird auch	Zeit", sagte Mensch	Meier, "Stand ja	lange genug leer.

	Bm7	Em7	A7	D
	Ach, wie	schön wär doch das	Leben, gäb es	keine Pollis mehr."

	Bm7	Em7	Bm
	Doch der	Einsatzleiter brüllte: "Räumt den	Mariannenplatz,

	G	A
damit	meine Knüppelgarde genug	Platz zum Knüppeln hat!"

	Em7	A7	D
Doch die	Leute im be	setzen Haus

	Bm	A7	D	Bm
	riefen: "	Ihr kriegt uns hier nicht raus!

	G	Em	F#m
	Das ist	unser Haus -	schmeißt doch endlich

	G	Em7	A	D	Em	A	D	Bm
	Schmidt und	Press und	Mosch aus Kreuzberg	raus."

Der Senator war stinksauer, die CDU war schwer empört,

daß die Typen sich jetzt nehmen, was ihnen sowieso gehört.

Aber um der Welt zu zeigen, wie großzügig sie sind,

sagten sie: "Wir räumen später, lassen sie erstmal drin!"

Und vier Monate später stand in Springer's heißem Blatt,

daß Georg-von-Rauch-Haus hat eine Bombenwerkstatt.

Und die deutlichen Beweise sind zehn leere Flaschen Wein

und zehn leere Flaschen können schnell zehn Mollies sein.

Doch die Leute im Rauch-Haus

riefen: "Ihr kriegt uns hier nicht raus!

Das ist unser Haus - schmeißt doch endlich

Schmidt und Press und Mosch aus Kreuzberg raus."

Letzten Montag traf Mensch Meier in der U-Bahn seinen Sohn.

Der sagte: "Die woll'n das Rauch-Haus räumen,

ich muß wohl wieder zu Hause wohnen."

"Is ja irre", sagt Mensch Meier "sind wa wieder einer mehr

in uns'rer Zwei-Zimmer-Luxus-Wohnung und das Bethanien steht wieder leer.

Sag mir eins, ha'm die da oben Stroh oder Scheiße in ihrem Kopp?

Die wohn' in den schärfsten Villen, unsereins im letzten Loch.

Wenn die das Rauch-Haus wirklich räumen,

bin ich aber mit dabei

und hau den ersten Bullen,die da auftauchen ihre Köppe ein."

Und ich schrei's laut:

"Ihr kriegt uns hier nicht raus!

Das ist unser Haus - schmeißt doch endlich

Schmidt und Press und Mosch aus Kreuzberg raus."

|: Und wir schreien's laut:

"Ihr kriegt uns hier nicht raus!

Das ist unser Haus, schmeißt doch endlich

Schmidt und Press und Mosch aus Kreuzberg raus." :|

die Toten Hosen

476. Steh auf, wenn du am Boden bist

von Holst, Campino / die Toten Hosen: Auswärtsspiel (2002)

	E	A	E	A	F#m
Wenn	du mit dir am	Ende bist Und	du einfach nicht	weiter	willst

	H	F#m	A	H	E
Weil	du dich nur noch	fragst warum und	wozu Und was dein	Leben noch bringen	soll

	E	A	E	A
Halt	durch, auch wenn du	allein bist. Halt	durch, schmeiss jetzt nicht	alles hin.

	H	F#m	A	H	E
Halt	durch, und irgend	wann wirst du	versteh'n, Dass es	jedem einmal so	geht.

Bridge (Powerchords)

	F#	H	F#	H
Und wenn ein	Sturm dich in die	Knie zwingt - Halt dein Ge	sicht einfach gegen den	Wind.

	F#	H	F#	A	H
Egal wie	dunkel die Wolken	über dir sind - Sie werden	irgendwann vo	rübe	rzieh'n.

	E	A	H	E	A	H
Steh	auf, wenn du am	Boden	bist! Steh	auf, auch wenn du	unten	liegst!

	C#	A	H	E
Steh	auf, es wird schon	irgendwie	weiter	gehen.

Zwischenspiel

Es ist schwer, seinen Weg nicht zu verlier'n

Und bei den Regeln und Gesetzen hier

Ohne Verrat ein Leben zu führ'n

Dass man selber noch respektiert

Bridge

Auch wenn die Zeichen gerade alle gegen dich stehn

Und niemand auf dich wetten will

Du brauchst hier keinem irgend einen Beweis zu bringen

Es sei denn es ist für dich selbst

Steh auf, wenn du am Boden bist! Steh auf, auch wenn du unten liegst!

Steh auf, es wird schon irgendwie weiter gehen.

Solo

Bridge

Nur keine Panik so schlimm wird es nicht

Mehr als deinen Kopf reisst man dir nicht weg

Komm und seh' nach vorn

Steh auf, wenn du am Boden bist! Steh auf, auch wenn du unten liegst!

Steh auf, es wird weiter gehen.

Steh auf, wenn du am Boden bist! Steh auf, auch wenn du unten liegst!

Steh auf, es wird schon irgendwie weiter gehen.

Karl Valentin

477. Die alten Rittersleut'

Karl Valentin

	D	Bm
	Zu Grünwald, im Isartal;	glaubt's mir, Leut', da warn amol,

	Em	A	D
	Da ham edle Ritter g'haust,	dene hats vor	gar nix graust.

	D	G	D
	Ja, so warn's, ja so warn's, ja so warn's, die	oidn	Rittersleut,

	A	D
ja so warn's, ja so warn's, die	oidn Ritters	leut.

Ja, und so ein Rittersmann hatte sehr viel Eisen an,

die meisten Ritter, kann man sog'n, hat deshalb der Blitz derschlog'n.

Ja, so warn's...

Ein Ritter wollt' auf's Häusl geh'n, die Türe war verschlossen,

da sah er eine Leiter steh'n, da schaut er durch die Sprossen.

Ja, so warn's...

Einst wollt' ein Ritter einen Affen, fing stattdessen einen Pfaffen,

und sperrt' ihn in das Turmverlies, worauf er kräftig hiunterschaut.

Ja, so warn's...

Und der Ritter Dariwud'l hatte ganz a lange-s Schwert,

wenn ihn das beim Reiten stört, setzt er sich verkehrt auf's Pferd.

Ja, so warn's...

Mußt' ein Ritter 'mal verreisen, legt er seine Frau in Eisen,

doch der Knappe Friederich, der hatte stets 'nen Dieterich.

Ja, so warn's...

Die Frauen in den Kemenaten auf die Ritter warten taten.

Sie taten es bei Kerzenlicht, denn Glühbirnen, die gab's noch nicht.

Ja, so warn's...

Hannes Wader

478. Heute hier, morgen dort

Hannes Wader: 7 Lieder (1972)

	G	C	G
	Heute hier, morgen dort, bin kaum	da, muß ich	fort

	Em	G	D
hab mich	niemals des	wegen	beklagt,

	G	C	G
hab' es	selbst so gewählt, nie die	Jahre ge	zählt,

	Em	D	G
nie nach	gestern und	morgen ge	fragt.

	D	C	G
Manchmal	träume ich schwer, und dann	denk' ich, es	wär'

	D	C	G
Zeit zu	bleiben und nun was ganz	and'res zu	tun.

	C	G
So vergeht Jahr um Jahr und es	ist mir längst	klar,

	Em	D	G
dass nichts	bleibt, dass nichts	bleibt, wie es	war.

Das man mich kaum vermißt, schon nach Tagen vergißt,

wenn ich längst wieder anderswo bin,

stört und kümmert mich nicht, vielleicht bleibt mein Gesicht

doch dem ein' oder anderen im Sinn.

Manchmal träume ich schwer, und dann denk' ich, es wär'

Zeit zu bleiben und nun was ganz and'res zu tun.

So vergeht Jahr um Jahr und es ist mir längst klar,

daß nichts bleibt, dass nichts bleibt, wie es war.

Fragt mich einer, warum ich so bin, bleib ich stumm,

denn die Antwort darauf fällt mir schwer,

denn was neu ist, wird alt, und was gestern noch galt,

stimmt schon heut oder morgen nicht mehr.

Manchmal träume ich schwer, und dann denk' ich, es wär'

Zeit zu bleiben und nun was ganz and'res zu tun.

So vergeht Jahr um Jahr und es ist mir längst klar,

daß nichts bleibt, dass nichts bleibt, wie es war.

479. Kokain

Hannes Wader: 7 Lieder (1972)

	C	C7	F
Ich	kam von Frankfurt	nach Berlin, drei	Koffer voll

	D7	C	G	C
mit	Kokain. Co	caine,	all around my	brain.

	C	C7
Hallo	Taxi, schnell zum Kuhdamm/Ecke	Tauentzien

	F	D7
meine	Frau und meine Kinder warten	schon auf Kokain.

	C	G	C
Co	caine,	all around my	brain.

	E7
Oh-oh-oh	Oh, Mama komm schnell her,

	F	D7
	halt mich fest, ich	kann nicht mehr!

	C	G	C
Co	caine,	all around my	brain.

Meine Frau heißt Evelyn, ich weiß nicht, liebt sie mich,

oder mehr mein Kokain? Cocaine, all around my brain.

Liebster, sagt sie, Rate mal: Was kitzelt so schön

in der Nase, schmeckt nach Scheiße und wirkt wie Arsen?

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Mein Sohn ist zwölf und ewig angetörnt, ich verbiet' es ihm,

damit er endlich laufen lernt! Cocaine, all around my brain.

Seit gestern weiß er endlich, wer ich bin!

Wenn er mich sieht, dann ruft er: Pappa, hattu Kokain?

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Meine kleine Tochter ist jetzt grad' auf 'nem Trip,

den sie letztes Jahr eingepfiffen hat. Cocaine, all around my brain.

sie sieht aus, als wär sie dreißig und sie macht

auf zwanzig, dabei ist sie acht. Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Meine Tante dealt seit einem Jahr, seitdem geht sie über Leichen,

fährt 'nen Jaguar. Cocaine, all around my brain.

Immer wenn sie kommt, bringt sie ein Stückchen Shit

in der Radkappe für die Kinder mit. Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Mein Onkel kam vom Alkohol zum Kokain, jetzt will er sich das Kokain

mit Schnaps entzieh'n. Cocaine, all around my brain.

Seit gestern liegt er im Delirium,

ab morgen steigt er wieder auf die Droge um. Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Opa hat den Gilb, wartet auf den Tod. Freut sich auf Jimi Hendrix

und den lieben Gott. Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oma geht es augenblicklich auch nicht gut,

seit ihrem letzten Flash spuckt sie nur noch Blut.

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!

Cocaine, all around my brain.

	C	C7
	Ich merke schon, daß ich jetzt	aufhör'n muß.

	F	D7
Oh,	Mama, Mama, Mama komm', mach	mir 'nen Schuß

	C	G	C	G
mit	Morphium und	Heroin,	Opium und	Rosamin oder

	C	G	C		G		C	G	C	G
	gib mir Lyserg	säurediäthyla	mid,				Mescalin und	Nepalshit,	la la	lala la..

Kurt Weill

480. Die Moritat von Mackie Messer

B.Brecht / K. Weill (1920)

	C6	Dm	G7	C6
Und der	Haifisch der hat	Zähne, und die	trägt er im Ge	sicht,

	Am	Dm	G7	C6
Und Ma	cheath der hat ein	Messer, doch das	Messer sieht man	nicht.

Ach, es sind des Haifischs Flossen Rot, wenn dieser Blut vergießt!

Mackie Messer trägt 'nen Handschuh D'rauf man keine Untat liest.

An 'nem schönen blauen Sontag Liegt ein toter Mann am Strand.

Und ein Mensch geht um die Ecke Den man Mackie Messer nennt.

Und schmul Meier bleibt verschwunden Und so mancher reiche Mann.

Und sein Geld hat Mackie Messer Dem man nichts beweisen kann.

Jenny Towler ward gefunden mit 'nem Messer in der Brust.

Und am Kai geht Mackie Messer Der von allem nichts gewußt!

Und das große Feuer in Soho Sieben Kinder und ein Greis;

In der Menge Mackie Messer, den Man nichts fragt und der nichts weiß.

Und die minderjährige Witwe Deren Namen jeder weiß.

Wachte auf und war geschändet Mackie, welches war dein Preis?

Und die Fische, sie verschwinden Doch zum Kummer des Gerichts.

Man zitiert am End den Haifisch Doch der Haifisch weiß von nichts.

Und er kann sich nicht erinnern Und man kann nicht an ihn ran.

Denn ein Haifisch ist kein Haifisch Wenn man's nicht beweisen kann.

Wir sind Helden

481. Denkmal

Wir Sind Helden: Reklamation

	G	Em
	Komm mal ans Fenster,	komm her zu mir.

	G	Em
Siehst du da	drüben gleich da hinterm	Wellblechzaun?

	G	Em
Da	drüben auf dem Platz vor	Aldi haben sie

	G	Em	G
unser	Abbild in Stein ge	haun.

	Em
Komm auf die Straße, komm	her zu mir.

	G	Em
Überall	Blumen und Girlanden	halb zerknüllt.

	G	Em
Sieht so	aus als hätten die unser Den	kmal heute Nacht

	G	Em
schon	ohne uns enthüllt.

	D	G
Hol den	Vorschlaghammer

	Em	Bm	C	G
Sie haben	uns	ein	Denkmal ge	baut

	Em	Bm
und jeder	Vollidiot	weiß

	C	G
dass das die	Liebe ver	saut!

	Bm	C
Ich werd die	schlechtesten	Sprayer

	D	G
dieser	Stadt enga	gieren,

	Bm	C
Die sollen	Nachts noch die	Trümmer

mit Parolen beschmieren!

instrumental

	\|:	E	C#m	:\|

Komm auf die Beine komm her zu mir.

Es wird bald hell und wir haben nicht ewig Zeit.

Wenn uns jetzt hier wer erwischt sind wir für immer vereint

in Beton und Seligkeit.

Hol den Vorschlaghammer

Sie haben uns ein Denkmal gebaut

und jeder Vollidiot weiß

dass das die Liebe versaut!

Ich werd die schlechtesten Sprayer

dieser Stadt engagieren,

Die sollen Nachts noch die Trümmer

	D
mit Parolen be	schmieren!

	C	G	Em	Bm	D
Siehst du die Inschrift da	unten bei den	Schuhen?

	C	G	Em	D	C
Da steht in goldener	Schrift wir sollen in Ewigkeit	ruhen!

Hol den Vorschlaghammer

Sie haben uns ein Denkmal gebaut

und jeder Vollidiot weiß

dass das die Liebe versaut!

Ich werd die schlechtesten Sprayer

dieser Stadt engagieren,

Die sollen Nachts noch die Trümmer

mit Parolen beschmieren!

Sie haben uns ein Denkmal gebaut

und jeder Vollidiot weiß

dass das die Liebe versaut!

Ich werd die schlechtesten Sprayer

dieser Stadt engagieren,

Die sollen Nachts noch die Trümmer

mit Parolen beschmieren!

482. Nur ein Wort

Jean-Michel Tourette, Judith Holofernes, Mark Tavassol / Wir sind Helden: Von hier an blind (2005)

	C	Em	Am
	Ich sehe, dass du	denkst, ich denke dass du	fühlst,

	F
Ich fühle dass du	willst aber ich hör dich nicht; ich

	C	Em	Am
	Hab mir ein Wörterbuch ge	lieh'n, dir A bis Z ins Ohr ge	schrien,

	F	C
Ich stapel tausend wirre	Worte auf die dich am Ärmel	zieh'n.

	C	G/B	Am	G
	Und wo du	hingehen willst,	ich häng' an deinen	Beinen,

	F	Dm	F	G
	Wenn du schon auf den	Mund fallen musst, wa	rum dann nicht auf	meinen?

	C	Em	Am
	Oh bitte gib mir nur ein	Oh, Bitte gib mir nur ein	Oh,

	F	C
Bitte gib mir nur ein -	Bitte, bitte gib mir nur ein	Wort.

	Em	Am	F

Es ist verrückt wie schön du schweigst, wie du dein hübsches Köpfchen neigst

Und so der ganzen lauten Welt und mir die kalte Schulter zeigst.

Dein Schweigen ist dein Zelt, du stellst es mitten in die Welt,

Spannst die Schnüre und staunst stumm wenn nachts ein Mädchen drüber fällt.

Zu deinen Füssen red ich mich um Kopf und Kragen,

Ich will in deine tiefen Wasser große Wellen schlagen,

Oh bitte gib mir nur ein Oh, Bitte gib mir nur ein Oh,

Bitte gib mir nur ein - Bitte bitte gib mir nur ein Wort.

In meinem Blut werfen die Endorphine Blasen,

Wenn hinter deinen stillen Hasenaugen die Gedanken rasen...

Torfrock

483. Carola

Torfrock

	A	E
Oh,	Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie gesch	ä'n

	B7	E
Ick	häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n	seh'n.

	E
	Ick käm mit mien Tregger mol wedder na Nordstrand

	B7	E
Und ver	kop Hans Petersen	dre Tünnen Sand.

	E
	Hey sächt: "Kümm doch noch mit up'n Köhm in'e Köick."

	B7	E
	Da wärs du, und hey sächt tu mie: "Wat	kiek's du so blöd,

	A	E
wat	giers du sie so an mach	bloß keine Dingers!"

	E	B7
und ich	kek ganz hin und wech up	deine flinken Fingers.

Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n

Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n.

Von Logarithmustafels häß du noch nie wat hört,

die Enzyklika hät die noch nie intressert.

Dafür is dien runden Po vehl tu knackig

Und söwenhunnart Krabben in’ne Stünd machst du nackich.

Dien söten Foten sind so flink fien,

bie die will ick og ganz gern mol en Krabbe sien.

Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n

Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n.

Nu kiek i mi dat All 'n knabbe Woch an

und häb mie öwerlecht ick bin kein Krabbe sondern 'n Mann.

Dien Dingers bring mie uter Rand und Band,

ick har se og ganz gern mohl in'ne Hand.

Dien Hans is morgen zu'n Glück nich da.

Und dann holt wi mohl tusohm as en verleftes Poar, ja kloar.

Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n

Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n.

	E
	Krabben puhl'n seen Krabben puhl'n seen Krabben puhl'n seen

	A
	Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben

	E
	Krabben puhl'n seen

484. Rollo der Wikinger

Torf Rock

	Intro:	A	F	G	A	F	G	A

	A
	Neulich in Haithabu saßen wir beim Met

	E7	A
Und über	legten, daß das so nicht	weiter geht.

Unser Häuptling Rollo, "Rote Locke" genannt,

	E7	A
warf	wütend seinen Becher	Met an die Wand.

	D	A
"Der	Sauladen hier ist	mir zu ruhig

	D	E7
hier	ziehn ja nur noch	Frau'n durch.

	D	A
Paßt	auf wir schmiern uns 'n paar	Brote

	D	E7
Und	torkeln in die	Boote."

	E7	A	E7	A
Denn	sind wir auf See und	singen das	Lied von die Wi	kingers

	A
Schlag und Schlag und wir	saufen den Met bis keiner mehr steht

	E7	A
Unser	Häuptling heißt Rote	Locke

	D	A
wir ver	brauchen viel Frau’n - und tun	Leute beklau’n -

	E7	A
und haun uns	reichlich auf die	Glocke.

Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers...

"Volldampf voraus!" brüllte Rollos Bruder.

"Geht klar mien Jung; wo sind hier die Ruder?"

Mensch war die Strömung stark uns zitterten die Beine

"Kein Wunder," meinte Rollo, "wir sind noch an’ne Leine!"

Hö, ein Wal, das Boot fängt an zu beben.

Heinrich der Starke muß sich wieder übergeben.

Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers...

Vor Helgoland taten wir und im Kreise drehn

Es taten nämlich wilde Winde wehn!

Aus Haithabu flach über die Wogen

Kam uns 'ne Brieftaube zugeflogen.

In die Nachricht, wat'n Glück, auch stand

"Die Winde ham sich abgewannt!"

Vor England schrien wir wie besessen

"Umdrehn! Wir ham den Met vergessen!"

Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers...

(I Believe I'll) Dust my Broom	74
(I was Born Under a) Wand'rin' Star	208
(Walking Thru The) Sleepy City	253
1, 2, 3, 4 (I Love You)	412
16 Tons	435
19th Nervous Breakdown	247
2000 Light Years from Home	256
2000 Men	257
20th Century Man	189
21 Guns	374
99 Luftballons	469
A Boy named Sue	75
A Day in the Life	11
A Hard Day's Night	12
A Man Needs a Maid	320
A Thing Called Love	94
A Well Respected Man	178
Across the Universe	10
Alabama	325
Alberta	129
All Along The Watchtower	130
All My Loving	13
All Right Now!	157
All Summer Long	408
All Together Now	14
Aloha Heja He	471
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life	218
Always On My Mind	222
Amazing Grace	416
Amen Omen	378
American Pie	213
And I Love Her	15
And Your Bird Can Sing	16
Angie	236
Another Lonely Day	379
Another Travelin' Song	367
Apeman	176
Are You Ready For The Country	322
As Tears go By	237
At My Window	298
At this Point in my Life	336
Atlantis	114
Auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins	446
Autumn Almanac	177
Back in the U.S.S.R	17
Bad Moon Rising	104
Banks of the Ohio	419
Barbara Ann	7
Behind Blue Eyes	309
Belle Isle	132
Beloved One	380
Better Things	179
Big River	76
Birthday	18
Black Magic Woman	156
Black is the Colour	418
Blowin' in the Wind	133
Blue Suede Shoes	225
Boat On The River	291
Bobby Brown	333
Bonanza	77
Born To Be Wild	284
Brain Damage	229
Breakdown	393
Breathe	228
Bring On The Lucie (Freda People)	193
Brown Sugar	238
Bruttosozialprodukt	453
Bubble Toes	394
Burn One Down	381
Bye Bye Johnny	58
Bye Bye Love	153
California Dreamin'	204
Californication	357
Call It Stormy Monday (But Tuesday Is Just as Bad)	1
Can't Buy me Love	20
Caprifischer	474
Carola	483
Catch the Wind	116
Celluloid Heroes	180
Chicago	110
City of New Orleans	160
Cold Cold Ground	413
Colours	117
Coming into Los Angeles	161
Complicated Life	181
Cool Change	346
Copper Kettle	134
Country Honk	239
Cowgirl In The Sand	331
Coz I Luv You	278
Cry! Cry! Cry!	78
Dandelion	240
Dandy	182
Day Tripper	21
Day-O (Banana Boat Song)	417
Daydream	201
Daydream Believer	219
Days	183
Days of 49	135
Dead End Street	184
Dead Flowers	241
Denkmal	481
Der Malocher	460
Der Pfeifer	462
Die Diplomatenjagd	463
Die Freiheit	451
Die Moritat von Mackie Messer	480
Die alten Rittersleut'	477
Dirty Old Town	421
Don't Look Back in Anger	351
Don't Think Twice, It's All Right	136
Don't You Take It Too Bad	300
Don't let the Sunshine Fool Ya'	299
Donna Donna	118
Dream a Little Dream of me	205
Easy	233
Eight Days A Week	22
Eleanor Rigby	23
End Of The Line	361
Eve of Destruction	210
Every Woman	209
F-Stop Blues	395
Far Far Away	279
Fare Thee Well, Miss Carousel	301
Father and Son	285
Feelin' Groovy	270
Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover	275
Fight Outta You	382
First Day of my Life	366
Five Hundred Miles	226
Flake	396
Folsom Prison Blues	79
For Your Love	316
For no One	24
Forever Young	137
Four Strong Winds	80
Free Fallin'	353
Freight Train Blues	422
From Hank to Hendrix	328
Further On Up The Road	81
Get Back	25
Get Off Of My Cloud	242
Get thee behind me, Satan	423
Ghost Riders In The Sky	82
Girl	26
Give My Lve to Rose	83
Goldwatch Blues	119
Good People	397
Greensleeves	424
Guantanamera	262
Gute Nacht, Freunde	464
Hallelujah	334
Hang Me,Oh Hang me	425
Happy Together	296
Harvest	319
Heart of Gold	321
Heavenly Houseboat Blues	303
Hein von'ne Werft	457
Help!	27
Helpless	330
Here Comes the Sun	28
Here There and Everywhere	29
Heute hier, morgen dort	478
Hey Joe	168
Hey Jude	30
Hey There Delilah	411
Hit The Road, Jack	98
Horse With No Name	2
Hotel California	150
House of the Rising Sun	69
Hurdy Gurdy Man	120
Hurricane	138
Hurt	85
I Am The Walrus	31
I Can See For Miles	310
I Don't Need no Doctor	99
I Don't Want to Talk About It	288
I Shall Be Released	139
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For	362
I Walk the Line	95
I Want To Be Loved	307
I Won't Back Down	356
I am a Man of Constant Sorrow	420
I can't Control Myself	293
I'm A Believer	220
I'm Not Like Everybody Else	185
I'm Only Sleeping	32
I'm Yours	403
I'm a Boy	311
I'm a Train	165
I'm so Tired	33
I'm the Urban Spaceman	65
Ich fahr mit der Lambretta	454
Ich war noch niemals in New York	455
If I Needed You	302
If I Were A Carpenter	86
If I had a Hammer	263
If You Could Read My Mind	200
Imagine	194
In My Life	34
In the Summertime	221
In the Year 2525 (Exordium & Terminus)	332
Inaudible Melodies	398
Indian Reservation	154
It never rains in Southern California	164
It's All Over Now, Baby Blue	131
It's a Long Way There	347
Jackson	87
Jangalene	158
Jealous Guy	195
Jesus, etc.	415
Joanna	365
Johnny B. Goode	59
Jolene	224
Junimond	472
Just Like a Woman	140
Kaspar	465
Keep on Running	283
Keep the Customer Satisfied	271
Killing me Softly	155
Kling Klang	456
Knockin' on Heaven's Door	141
Kokain	479
Kriminaltango	450
Lady Jane	243
Lady Madonna	35
Lady in Black	297
Lay Lady Lay	142
Layla	337
Lazy Sunday	280
Learning to Fly	354
Leaving on a Jetplane	227
Leis a Lurrighan	426
Les champs élysées	113
Let her go	410
Let it be	36
Lied der Zigeuner (Ich kennne Europas Zonen)	470
Light my Fire	127
Like The 309	88
Living with the Blues	427
Locomotive Breath	171
Lodi	105
Lola	458
Long Way Home	414
Long as I can See the Light	107
Looking Out my Backdoor	106
Losing Hope	399
Losing my Religon	358
Love in Vain	245
Love is All Around	294
Love the One You're With	111
Lucky Man	151
Luka	363
Mad World	402
Magic Bus	312
Man in Black	89
Man on the Moon	359
Marmor, Stein und Eisen bricht	452
Mary Janes Last Dance	355
Masters of War	143
Matty Groves	428
Maxwell's Silver Hammer	37
Me and Bobby McGee	191
Memphis Tennessee	60
Michelle	38
Midnight Special	429
Molly Malone	443
Moon Shadow	286
Morning of my Life	56
Mother's Little Helper	246
Mr. Bojangles	306
Mr. Tambourine Man	148
Mrs. Robinson	272
My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue)	329
My Sweet Lord	167
Männer sind Schweine	448
Nights in White Satin	217
Nine Million Bicycles	405
No Woman no Cry	206
Nobody Loves You (When You're Down and Out)	196
Norwegian Wood	39
Not Fire Not Ice	383
Nothing Else Matters	348
Nowhere Man	40
Nur ein Wort	482
Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da	41
Octopus's Garden	42
Oh My Love	197
Oh, Pretty Woman	223
Old Love	338
Old Man	323
One	90
One More Cup of Coffee	145
One too many Mornings	146
Out on the Weekend	318
Paint it, Black!	248
Pancho and Lefty	304
Paperback Writer	43
Penny Lane	44
Pictures of Lily	313
Please Bleed	384
Please Me Like You Want	385
Power Of The Gospel	386
Proud Mary	108
Radar Love	159
Rauch Haus Song	475
Red Moon	409
Redemption Song	207
Remember the Alamo	124
Riders On The Storm	128
Ring of Fire	91
Rock And Roll Music	61
Rock Around the Clock	163
Rock Island Line	92
Roll Over Beethoven	62
Roll in My Sweet Baby's Arms	430
Roll on John	147
Rolling home	431
Rolling in the Deep	364
Rollo der Wikinger	484
Roses From My Friends	387
Ruby Tuesday	249
Running On Faith	339
Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind	267
Sailing	290
Salt of the Earth	250
San Franciscan Nights	68
San Francisco	212
San Francisco Bay Blues	340
San Quentin	93
Satisfaction	251
Scarborough Fair/Canticle	273
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova	459
Season of the Witch	122
See See Rider	433
Seemann (deine Heimat ist das Meer)	461
Sei wachsam!	466
Seven Drunken Nights	434
Shapes Of Things	317
She's Only Happy In The Sun	388
Shenandoah	432
Sitting on a Fence	252
Sitting on the Dock of the Bay	232
Sky Pilot	71
Slip Slidin' Away	276
Sloop John B.	8
So Long, Marianne	101
Something	45
Something in the Water	373
Space Oddity	377
Speedy Gonzales	64
Spicks and Specks	55
St. James Infirmary	437
Stairway to Heaven	192
Stand By Me	174
Stand By Your Man	315
Star of the County Down	436
Steal My Kisses	389
Steel And Glass	198
Steh auf, wenn du am Boden bist	476
Strawberry Fields Forever for Dummies	46
Streets of London	215
Substitute	314
Summer in the City	202
Summertime	173
Summertime Blues	100
Sunny Afternoon	187
Sunshine Superman	123
Surfin' U.S.A.	9
Suzanne	102
Sweet Home Alabama	203
Sweet Little Sixteen	63
Sylvias Mother Say's	170
Sympathy For The Devil	254
Tainted Love	172
Talkin' 'Bout A Revolution	335
Taxi nach Paris	473
Taylor	400
Tears in Heaven	341
Tears of a Clown	235
Tent	66
The Ballad Of A Crystal Man	115
The Ballad of High Noon (Do not Forsake me, o my Darlin')	234
The Bells Of Rhymney	264
The Blues Had a Baby and They Called It Rock N' Roll	308
The Boxer	274
The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill	19
The Drugs Don't Work	390
The Fields of Athenry	438
The Foggy Dew	439
The Fool on the Hill	47
The Highwayman	84
The Joker	216
The Killing of Georgie (Part I and II)	289
The Last Time	244
The Letter	67
The Lion Sleeps Tonight	175
The Little Tin Soldier	121
The Mighty Quinn	144
The Needle and the Damage Done	326
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down	5
The Rose	349
The Sage	152
The Spanish Lady	440
The Times They Are A-Changin'	149
The Universal	281
The Universal Soldier	125
The Village Green Preservation Society	188
The War Drags On	126
The Water	372
The Weight	6
The Wild Rover	441
The Wind Cries Mary	169
There's A World	324
These Boots are Made for Walkin'	277
This City	376
This Land is Your Land	162
Those Were The Days	231
Time After Time	345
Time is on My Side	255
Times Like These	401
Tin Soldier	282
To Love Somebody	57
Travelin' Soldier	369
Turn the Page	268
Turn, Turn, Turn	265
Tweeter and the Monkeyman	360
Two More Bottles Of Wine	166
Ventura Highway	3
Venus	269
Vincent	214
Wagon Wheel	406
Waiting Around to Die	305
Waiting On An angel	391
Wake Me up When September Ends	375
Walk Away	392
Wanted Man	96
Wasn't Born To Follow	73
We Can Work It Out	48
We Didn't Start The Fire	344
We Gotta Get out of this Place	70
We Love You	258
Westerland	447
What A Wonderful World	4
Wheels	371
When I Was Young	72
When I'm Dead and Gone	211
When I'm Gray	97
When I'm Sixty-Four	49
When it ain't Rainin'	407
Where Do You go to My Lovely	261
Where Have All the Flowers Gone	266
Where Have all the Good Times Gone?	190
Where the Wild Roses Grow	350
While My Guitar Gently Weeps	50
Whiskey in the Jar	444
Whisky Johnny	445
White Room	103
White Trash Beautiful	370
Wild Horses	259
Wild West End	343
Wild World	287
Willenlos	468
Wish You were Here	230
With a Girl Like You	295
With a Little Help from my Friends	51
Wonderful Tonight	342
Wonderwall	352
Woodstock	112
Words Between the Lines of Age	327
Working Class Hero	199
Worried Man Blues	442
Yellow Submarine	52
Yesterday	53
You And Me (in my Pocket)	404
You Can't Always Get What You Want	260
You've Got to Hide Your Love Away	54
You've got a Friend	292
Zombie	368
Über den Wolken	467
Heidenspaß (mir geht es wie dem Jesus)	449
Suzie Q.	109

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	Em9	Dmaj9
	I've been through the desert on a	horse with no name

	Am/E	F	C	Dm
	In the winter of	SixtyFive, We were	hungry, just	barely alive.

	Am/E	F	C	Dm	D
	By May the tenth	Richmond had fell, it's a	time I re	member, oh so	well,

	C/G	Am	Gsus4	F
	Na, La, La,	La, La, La,	Na, La, La, La, La, La,	La, La,

	Am/E	F	C	Dm
	Now I don't mind	choppin' wood, and	I don't care if the	money's no good.

	G7	C9	G7	Ab7	G7
	The eagle flies on Friday	,	Saturday	I go out to	play

	C9	G7	Am7	Bm7	Bb7
	The eagle flies on Friday,	Saturday I	go out	to play

	G	Dmaj
	Where the days are longer, the nights are stronger than	moonshine

	Bb	Em7/A	A7	D	D+	Gmaj7	A7
And I	think to myself,	What a	wonderful	world	.

	Bm	F#m	Bm	F#m
I see	friends shaking	hands, saying, "	How do you	do?"

	Bb	Em7/A	A7	D	F#m7b5	B7
And I	think to myself	what a wo	nderful wo	rld

	C	Am	C/G	F	F/E	Dm
		Virgil	Caine is the name, and I	served on the	Danville	train,

	Am	C/G	F	F/E	Dm
'	Til Stoneman's	Cavalry came and	tore up the	tracks a	gain.

	C/G	Fmaj7	C/G	Fmaj7
The	Night They	Drove Old Dixie	Down, and the	bells were ringing,

	Am	C	F	F/E	Dm
	Back with my wife in	Tennessee, When	one day she	called to	me,

	Cm7	G7	C9	G7	Gdim
	Thursday's oh so		sad

	Am/E	F	C	Dm
	He was just eighteen,	proud and brave,	But a Yankee laid him	in his grave,

	C	G7	C
	We'll all be plannin' out a	route...we're gonna take real	soon.

	Dm7	G7
They	slither while they pass they slip a	way across the universe

	C	Am	Em
	Pools of sorrow	waves of joy are	drifting through my open mind

	F	C	G7
	Nothing's gonna change my	world.	Nothing's gonna change my world,

	C	Am	Em
	Images of	broken light which	dance before me like a million

	Dm7	G7
They	tumble blindly as they make their	way across the universe

	C	Am	Em
	Sounds of laughter	shades of light are	ringing through my open ears

	C	Am	Em
	Limitless un	dying love which	shines around me like a million

	G	Bm	Em	C	Em	Am
	I read the	news today, oh	boy,	about a	lucky man who	made the grade.

Lagerfeuer-Liederbuch

Lagerfeuer-Liederbuch

Allman Brothers Band

1. Call It Stormy Monday (But Tuesday Is Just as Bad)

T. Bone Walker / Allman Brothers Band (1971)

America

2. Horse With No Name

America

3. Ventura Highway

Dewey Bunnell / America: Homecoming (1972)

Louis Armstrong

4. What A Wonderful World

George David Weiss & Bob Thiele / Louis Armstrong

The Band

5. The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down

Robbie Robertson / The Band (1969)

6. The Weight

The Band

Beach Boys

7. Barbara Ann

Fred Fassert / the Beach Boys: Beach Boys' Party! (1965)

8. Sloop John B.

Beach Boys

9. Surfin' U.S.A.

Brian Wilson & Chuck Berry / Beach Boys: Surfin' USA (1963)

the Beatles

10. Across the Universe

Lennon & McCartney/the Beatles

11. A Day in the Life

Lennon, McCartney/the Beatles: Sgt. Pepper (1967)

12. A Hard Day's Night

The Beatles

13. All My Loving

The Beatles

14. All Together Now

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Yellow Submarine (1968)

15. And I Love Her

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: A Hard Day's Night (1964)

16. And Your Bird Can Sing

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

17. Back in the U.S.S.R

Lennon & McCartney / Beatles: White Album (1968)

18. Birthday

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: White Album (1968)

19. The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill

Lennon & McCartney / Beatles: White Album (1968)

20. Can't Buy me Love

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: A Hard Day's Night (1964)

21. Day Tripper

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles (1966)

22. Eight Days A Week

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Beatles for Sale (1965)

23. Eleanor Rigby

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

24. For no One

Lennon & McCartney / The Beatles: Revolver (1966)

25. Get Back

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Let it Be (1970)

26. Girl

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles (1965)

27. Help!

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: HELP! (1965)

28. Here Comes the Sun

George Harrison / the Beatles: Abbey Road (1969)

29. Here There and Everywhere

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

30. Hey Jude

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles (1967)

31. I Am The Walrus

Lennon, McCartney/the Beatles: Magical Mystery Tour (1967)

32. I'm Only Sleeping

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

33. I'm so Tired

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: White Album (1968)

34. In My Life

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Rubber Soul (1965)

35. Lady Madonna

Lennon/ McCartney

36. Let it be

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Let it Be (1970)

	G	Bm	Em	C	F	Em
	And thought the	news were rather	sad,	well I just	had to laugh:

	G	Bm	Em	C	Em	Am
	He blew his	mind out in a	car,	he didn't	notice that the	lights had changed.

	G	Bm	Em	C	F
	A crowd of	people stood and	stared,	they'd seen his	face before:

	G	Bm	Em	C	Em	Am
	I saw a	film today, oh	boy,	the england	army had just	won the war.

	E	C		C/D		C
	Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a combed across my	head

	E	B7	E	B7
Found my	way downstairs and	dranked a cup, and	looking up I	noticed I was late!

	E	C		C/D
	Grabbed my coat, found my hat, made the bus in seconds	flat

	E	B7	E	B7
Found my	way upstairs and	had a smoke, and	somebody spoke and I	went into a dream

	G	Bm	Em	C	F	Em
	And though the	holes were rather	small,	they had to	count them all

	C
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert	Hall